hac pelago libat latices et talibus infit: di, quibus undarum tempestatisque sonorae imperium et magno penitus par regia caelo, tuque, fretum divosque pater sortite biformes, seu casus nox ista fuit seu, volvitur axis ut superum, sic stare loco tollique vicissim pontus habet, seu te subitae nova puppis imago armorumque hominumque truces consurgere in iras impulit, haec luerim satis et tua numina, rector, iam fuerint meliora mihi.
From this goblet he pours a libation into the sea and begins to speak thus: O ye gods to whom belongs the rule over water and sounding storm, whose palace measures all the depth of the mighty sky, and thou Father, whose lot are the seas and the twy-formed gods, whether that darkness was but chance, or, even as the heavenly vault moves round, the sea also must needs stand calm and then again be upheaved, or the strange and sudden spectacle of a ship and armed warriors drove thee to such savage anger, grant that I may at least have paid ample atonement, and may thy godhead, O Lord, look kindlier on me now.
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