Qualis Thesea iacuit cedente carina languida desertis Cnosia litoribus; qualis et accubuit primo Cephea somno libera iam duris cotibus Andromede; nec minus assiduis Edonis fessa choreis qualis in herboso concidit Apidano: talis visa mihi mollem spirare quietem Cynthia consertis nixa caput manibus, ebria cum multo traherem vestigia Baccho, et quaterent sera nocte facem pueri.
Cynthia surprised in sleep Like the maid of Cnossus as in a swoon she lay on the deserted shore when Theseus ship sailed away; like Cepheus daughter Andromeda as she rested in her first slumber on her release from the rugged cliff; no less like the Thracian bacchant, exhausted after incessant dances, when she collapses on the grassy bank of the Apidanus: even so did Cynthia seem to me to breathe a gentle repose, her head pillowed on a cushion of her hands, when home I came dragging footsteps unsteadied by much wine and the slaves were shaking their dying torches in the far-gone night.
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