si Lydia dura pensa manu mollesque tulit Tirynthius hastas, si decet aurata Bacchum vestigia palla verrere, virgineos si Iuppiter induit artus, nec magnum ambigui fregerunt Caenea sexus: hac sine, quaeso, minas nubemque exire malignam.
If the Tirynthian carried Lydian wool in his hard hand and womanish spears,  if Bacchus it beseems to sweep his footsteps with a gold-embroidered robe, if Jupiter donned a virgins limbs,  and doubtful sexes did not rob great Caeneus of his manhood,  pray allow me this way to escape the threat and the baleful cloud.
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