qualis ubi Aeolio dimissos carcere Ventos dux prae se Neptunus agit magnoque volentes incitat Aegaeo; tristis comitatus eunti circum lora fremunt Nimbique Hiemesque profundae Nubilaque et vulso terrarum sordida fundo Tempestas: dubiae motis radicibus obstant Cyclades, ipsa tua Mycono Gyaroque revelli, Dele, times magnique fidem testaris alumni.
Even as Neptune their leader drives the Winds before him discharged from their Aeolian prison and urges them nothing loath over the great Aegean; a gloomy company roars about his reins as he goes, Squalls and deep Storms and Clouds and murky Hurricane that tears earths foundation; tottering on their shaken roots the Cyclades oppose, Delos herself fears to be torn from her Myconos and Gyaros and calls on her great foster son for succour.
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