hic nemus arcanum geminaeque virentibus arae stant tumulis; hic prima pia sollemnia Phrixo ferte manu cinerique, precor, mea reddite dicta: non ego per Stygiae quod rere silentia ripae, frater, agor; frustra vacui scrutaris Averni, care, vias.
In that spot is a secret glade, and twin altars piled of turf: there pay the first rites to Phrixus as is due, and, I pray you, bear these my words to his dust: My brother, I wander not, as thou fanciest, through the silence of the Stygian shore; vainly, dear one, dost thou search the paths of empty Avernus.
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