iamque aderunt thalamisque tuis Threissa propinquat non forma, non arte colus, non laude pudoris par tibi; nec magni proles praeclara Dorycli, picta manus ustoque placet sed barbara mento.
Yes, soon they will be here, and to thy bridal chamber there comes a Thracian woman, no match for thee in beauty, in skill with the distaff or in fair fame for chastity; no glorious scion of the great Doryclus finds favour, but a foreign woman with stained hands and a branded face.
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