Illa ubi discusso primum subit ara ponto, Me petit haec, mihi classis, ait, funesta minatur, agnosco monitus et Protea vera locutum.
As soon as she comes up into the air, shaking off  the sea: This fleet, she says, is after me, to me a deadly menace. I recognize the warnings. Proteus told true.
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