How of the fast rising sun obscured be the fiery splendours,How at the seasons assured vanish the planets from view,How Diana to lurk thief-like 'neath Latmian stone-fields,Summoned by sweetness of Love, comes from her aëry gyre;That same Cónon espied among lights Celestial shiningMe, Berenice's Hair, which, from her glorious head, Fulgent in brightness afar, to many a host of the GodheadsStretching her soft smooth arms she vowed to devoutly bestow,What time strengthened by joy of new-made wedlock the monarchBounds of Assyrian land hurried to plunder and pill;Bearing of nightly strife new signs and traces delicious,Won in the war he waged virginal trophies to win. Loathsome is Venus to all new-paired? Else why be the parents'Pleasure frustrated aye by the false flow of tears Poured in profusion amid illuminate genial chamber?Nay not real the 'groans; ever so help me the Gods!This truth taught me my Queen by force of manifold 'plainingsAfter her new groom hied facing the fierceness of fight.Yet so thou mournedst not for a bed deserted of husband,As for a brother beloved wending on woefullest way?How was the marrow of thee consumedly wasted by sorrow!So clean forth of thy breast, rackt with solicitous care,Mind fled, sense being reft! But I have known thee for certainE'en from young virginal years lofty of spirit to be. Hast thou forgotten the feat whose greatness won thee a royalMarriage—a deed so prow, never a prower was dared?Yet how sad was the speech thou spakest, thy husband farewelling!(Jupiter!) Often thine eyes wiping with sorrowful hand!What manner God so great thus changed thee? Is it that loversNever will tarry afar parted from person beloved?Then unto every God on behalf of thy helpmate, thy sweeting,Me thou gayest in vow, not without bloodshed of bulls,If he be granted return, and long while nowise delaying,