illos post verbera fessos exceptamque hiemem cornu perfuderat omni Somnus; at Inachio tenuis sub pectore regi tracta quies, dum mente deos inceptaque versat hospitia, et quae sint generis ascita repertis fata movet.
On those two, wearied after buffets and beating storm, had Sleep poured out all his horn; but in the breast of the Inachian monarch slumber was drawn thin as he revolves the gods intent and the new-formed ties of hospitality and asks himself what destinies the finding of these sons-in-law has made his own.
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