di maris attonito conclamat ab agmine Tiphys ut mea fatali damnastis pectora somno! heu socii quantis complerunt litora monstris! illi autem neque adhuc gemitus neque conscia facti ora levant; tenet exangues rigor horridus artus; ceu pavet ad crines et tristia Pentheos ora Thyias, ubi impulsae iam se deus agmine matris abstulit et caesi vanescunt cornua tauri.
Ye gods of the sea, exclaimed Tiphys from the amazed ranks, how have ye condemned my heart to a deadly sleep! Alas, for my comrades fearful deeds that fill the shore! But they can neither utter a groan nor lift their guilty eyes; freezing horror binds their strengthless limbs; even as the Bacchanal pales at the sight of the hair and sad face of Pentheus, when the god has withdrawn from the frenzy-driven mothers troop, and the horns of the slain bull fade away.
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