quam timui, ne forte tuum mare nomen haberet, teque tua labens navita fleret aqua! quae tum ego Neptuno, quae tum cum Castore fratri, quaeque tibi excepi, iam dea, Leucotho! at tu vix primas extollens gurgite palmas saepe meum nomen iam peritura vocas.
How I feared lest the sea perchance should take your name and mariners sailing your waters should weep for you. What vows did I then make to Neptune, to Castor and his brother, and to you, Leucotho, a goddess now! But scarcely raising your fingertips above the swell, now on the point of death you call my name again and again.
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