Postumus alter erit miranda coniuge Ulixes: non illi longae tot nocuere morae, castra decem annorum, et Ciconum mors, Ismara capta, exustaeque tuae nox, Polypheme, genae, et Circae fraudes, lotosque herbaeque tenaces, Scyllaque et alternas scissa Charybdis aquas, Lampeties Ithacis veribus mugisse iuvencos (paverat hos Phoebo filia Lampetie), et thalamum Aeaeae flentis fugisse puellae, totque hiemis noctes totque natasse dies, nigrantisque domos animarum intrasse silentum, Sirenum surdo remige adisse lacus, et veteres arcus leto renovasse procorum, errorisque sui sic statuisse modum.
Through his marvellous wife Postumus will be a second Ulysses: Ulysses suffered no hurt from so long an absence, from the campaign of ten years, and the capture of Ismara, which spelled death for the Cicones, the night of Polyphemus blinding, the deceit of Circe, and the lotus and the herbs that held men prisoner, and Scylla, and Charybdis who is torn between ebb and flow. It hurt him not that Lampeties cattle had bellowed on Ithacan spits (Lampetie, the Suns daughter, had pastured them for her father), and that he fled from the bed of Aeaeas weeping queen, swam the seas for so many days and nights of storm, entered the dark halls of the silent dead, was rowed by deaf oarsmen to the pools of the Sirens, and brought his old bow to life with the killing of the suitors, so putting an end to his wanderings.
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