Lethaeaque sacra et mersum Ismeni subter confinia ponto miscentis parat ante ducem, circumque bidentum visceribus laceris et odori sulphuris aura graminibusque novis et longo murmure purgat.
He makes ready rites of Lethe and the ruler immersed below the confines of Ismenos as the river mingles with the sea,  and purifies all around with mangled entrails of sheep and breath of odorous sulphur and fresh herbs and lengthy incantations.
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