Svper alta vectus Attis celeri rate maria Phrygium ut nemus citato cupide pede tetigit adiitque opaca silvis redimita loca deae, stimulatus ibi furenti rabie, vagus animi, devolsit ili acuto sibi pondera silice.
Borne in his swift bark over deep seas, Attis, when eagerly with speedy foot he reached the Phrygian woodland, and entered the goddesss abodes, shadowy, forest-crowned; there, goaded by raging madness, bewildered in mind, he cut off with a sharp flint the weights of his groin.
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