hunc ubi reclinem stratis et pace fruentem aspicit et longae ducentem oblivia poenae, talibus appellat supplexque ita fatur Iason: vota, senex, perfecta tibi; nunc me quoque curis eripe et ad nostros animum converte labores.
Beholding him as he reclines upon the cushions and enjoys peace and tastes forgetfulness of his long ordeal, Jason addresses him and supplicates him thus: Reverend sire, thy vows are accomplished; now deliver me too from my cares, and turn thy mind to our labours.
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