necdum etiam sese quae visit visere credit, ut pote fallaci quae tum primum excita somno      desertam in sola miseram se cernat harena.
Not yet can she believe she beholds what yet she does behold; since now, now first wakened from treacherous sleep she sees herself,    poor wretch, deserted on the lonely sand.
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