num te carminibus, num te pallentibus herbis devovit tacito tempore noctis anus? cantus vicinis fruges traducit ab agris, cantus et iratae detinet anguis iter, cantus et e curru Lunam deducere temptat, et faceret, si non aera repulsa sonent.
Has some hag bewitched thee with her spells, or with blanching herbs, in the silent night hours? Incantation draws the crops from the neighbours field; incantation checks the course of the angry snake; incantation seeks to draw the moon down from her car, and would do it but for the blows on the echoing bronze.
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