Iamque per Aegaeos ibat Laertia flexus puppis, et innumeras mutabant Cycladas aurae; iam Paros Olearosque latent; iam raditur alta Lemnos et a tergo decrescit Bacchica Naxos, ante oculos crescente Samo; iam Delos opacat aequor: ibi e celsa libant carchesia puppi responsique fidem et verum Calchanta precantur.
And now the Laertian ship was passing through Aegean windings and one after another the winds brought on the countless Cyclades. Now Paros and Olearos hide, now lofty Lemnos is shaved and Bacchic Naxos dwindles behind as Samos grows larger to view. Now Delos shadows the waters.  There from the tall stern they pour cups in libation and pray the oracle be trusty and Calchas true.
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