tunc sic orsa loqui nimborum fulva creatrix: Sidonios te Iuno duces, mitissime divum Somne, iubet populumque trucis defigere Cadmi, qui nunc eventu belli tumefactus Achaeum pervigil asservat vallum et tua iura recusat.
Then the golden creator of showers thus began to speak: Sleep, most gentle of the gods, Juno commands you bind the Sidonian captains and the people of fierce Cadmus, who now, puffed up by the issue of the battle, vigilantly watch the Achaean rampart and refuse your power.
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