heu quotiens saxo posuit latus! aut ubi longa aegra siti, quos ore lacus, quae pabula carpsit! verbere candentes quotiens exhorruit armos! quin et ab excelso meditantem vertice saltus audentemque mori valles citus egit in imas Argus et arbitrio durus servavit erili: cum subito Arcadio sonuit cava fistula ritu imperiumque patris celerans Cyllenius ales advenit et leni modulatur carmina avena quo que ait hinc diversus abis? heus respice cantus! haud procul insectans Argum languentia iam iam lumina cuncta notat dulcesque sequentia somnos, et celerem mediis in cantibus exigit harpen.
ah! how often laid she her body on a stone, or when long thirst made her faint, what pools did her lips drink, what pastures graze, how oft did her white shoulders quail before the lash! Nay, too, as daring death she planned to leap from some lofty height, swift did Argus drive her down to the vale beneath, and cruelly saved her at his queens behest: when on a sudden a hollow flute pipes out a measure of Arcady, and the winged Cyllenian, hastening to obey his sire, draws nigh, and tuning his soft reed to melody cries, Whither away? where roamest thou? Ho there! give heed to my music! Following Argus close he notes that all his eyes are already languishing and seeking after sweet slumber, and in the midst of his song out he flashes his swift blade.
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