o dolor! o dulces quas gessimus ante pharetrae! iam socii laetis rapuerunt vincula ventis, hortator postquam furiis et voce nefanda inpulit Oenides.
Alas, for the beloved quiver which once I bore! Now have our comrades loosed the cables to favouring winds, urged on by Oenides frenzied appeals and evil tongue.
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