quem te qualemque videbit attonitus, Crenaee, parens! en frigidus orbes purpureos iam somnus obit, iam candor et anni deficiunt vitaque fugit decus omne soluta:.
In what a plight, Crenaeus, shall thy horror-stricken sire behold thee! Lo! chilling sleep steals now over thy bright eyes, now fail beauty and youth and with lifes undoing all loveliness flees away:
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