hic erat affixis viridis spelunca lapillis, pendebantque cavis tympana pumicibus, orgia Musarum et Sileni patris imago fictilis et calami, Pan Tegeaee, tui; et Veneris dominae volucres, mea turba, columbae tingunt Gorgoneo punica rostra lacu; diversaeque novem sortitae iura Puellae exercent teneras in sua dona manus: haec hederas legit in thyrsos, haec carmina nervis aptat, at illa manu texit utraque rosam.
Here was a green grotto lined with mosaics and from the hollow pumice timbrels hung, the mystic instruments of the Muses, a clay image of father Silenus, and the pipe of Arcadian Pan; and the birds of my lady Venus, the doves that I love, dip their red bills in the Gorgons pool, while the nine Maidens, each allotted her own realm, busy their tender hands on their separate gifts: one gathers ivy for the thyrsus-wand, one tunes her song to the strings of the lyre, another with both hands plaits wreaths of roses.
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