Thracius hic noctem dulci testudine vates extrahit, ut steterit redimitus tempora vittis Phrixus et iniustas contectus nubibus aras fugerit Inoo linquens Athamanta Learcho; aureus ut iuvenem miserantibus intulit undis vector et adstrictis ut sedit cornibus Helle.
And now the Thracian bard with the melody of his lyre beguiles the night, singing how Phrixus stood, his temples bound about with fillets, of how he fled from the sinful altar veiled in cloud, and left Athamas to Learchus, Inos son; of how the golden ram bore the lad into the pitying waves, of how Helle sat grasping the horns.
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