carmine quo captae dum fusis mollia pensa devolvunt, iterum maternas impulit auris luctus Aristaei, vitreisque sedilibus omnes obstipuere;
And while, charmed by the strain, they unrolled the soft coils from their spindles, again the wail of Aristaeus smote upon his mothers ear, and all upon their crystal thrones were startled.
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