attoniti pressere gradum vacuumque secuntur vocis iter; iam certa sonat, desertaque durae virgo neci quem non hominum superumque vocabat?.
Full of amaze they went slowly, following the viewless track of the voice; now it sounds distinct: a maiden abandoned to a cruel death was calling all men and gods to help her.
final_alignments\Valerius_Flaccus_Argonautica_Book2.json