mox plenum Phoebo vatem et celerare iubentem, nunc humilis genua amplectens, nunc ora canentis, nequiquam reticere rogat; iam Fama sacratam vocem amplexa volat, clamantque oracula Thebae.
Then he vainly begs the prophet, full of Phoebus as he is and ordering haste, to be silent, now grovelling at his knees, now clasping his mouth as he chants. Already Rumour flies with the sacred utterance in her arms and Thebes cries aloud the oracle.
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