hanc delapsa polo piceaeque adclinis opacae Iuno vocat prensaque manu sic blanda profatur: quem tibi coniugio tot dedignata dicavi Nympha procos, en Haemonia puer appulit alno, clarus Hylas, saltusque tuos montesque pererrat.
Her Juno, down-gliding from the heavens and leaning against a dark pine tree, summons to her side, and grasping her hand thus speaks with coaxing words: He whom scorning so many suitors I appointed, O Nymph, for thy wedlock'lo! the lad is here, come hither in the Haemonian barque, bright Hylas; he is wandering through thy glades and over thy hills.
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