sacer effera raptet corda pavor; nec sola mei gravia adfore nati arma ratemque putet: classes et Pontica signa atque indignatos temerato litore reges mente agitet semperque metu decurrat ad undas arma ciens; mors sera viam temptataque claudat effugia et nostras nequeat praecurrere diras, sed reduces iam iamque viros auroque coruscum cernat iter.
Let accursed fear ravish his maddened heart; nor let him deem that my son alone will come with grim weapons in his bark, but let his mind be troubled with fleets and the banners of Pontus and indignant princes from an outraged shore; let him ever in fear hurry down to the waters edge, calling to his warriors; let death long delayed shut every path of escape he essays, let him not outstrip my curses, but let him behold every moment the heroes returning and the road sparkling with the fleece of gold.
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