Met. 1.713Tālia dictūrus vīdit Cyllēnius omnēs
succubuisse oculōs adopertaque lūmina somnō.About to say such things, the Cyllenian saw that all the eyes had succumbed and their lights were covered in sleep. Met. 1.715Supprimit extemplō vōcem firmatque sopōrem
languida permulcēns medicātā lūmina virgā.At once he checks his voice and deepens the sleep, stroking the drowsy eyes with his magic wand. Met. 1.717Nec mora, falcātō nūtantem vulnerat ēnse
quā collō est cōnfīne caput, saxōque cruentum
dēicit et maculat praeruptam sanguine rūpem.Without delay he strikes him with his hooked sword as he nods, where the head meets the neck, and throws him bloody from the rock and stains the sheer cliff with blood. Met. 1.720Arge, iacēs, quodque in tot lūmina lūmen habēbās,
exstīnctum est, centumque oculōs nox occupat ūna.Argus, you lie low, and the light you had in so many lights is put out, and one night occupies a hundred eyes. Met. 1.722Excipit hōs volucrisque suae Sāturnia pennīs
collocat et gemmīs caudam stēllantibus inplet.Saturn's daughter takes them up and places them in the feathers of her bird and fills its tail with starry gems.
Met. 1.724Prōtinus exārsit nec tempora distulit īrae
725horriferamque oculīs animōque obiēcit Erīnyn
paelicis Argolicae stimulōsque in pectore caecōs
condidit et profugam per tōtum terruit orbem.At once she blazed with anger, and did not put off the time of her wrath, but set a horrifying Fury before the eyes and mind of the Argive rival, and buried hidden goads in her breast, and drove her in terror as a fugitive through the whole world. Met. 1.728Ultimus inmēnsō restābās, Nīle, labōrī.You remained, Nile, as the end of her boundless toil. Met. 1.729Quem simul ac tetigit, positīs in margine rīpae
730prōcubuit genibus resupīnōque ardua collō,
quōs potuit sōlōs, tollēns ad sīdera vultūs
et gemitū et lacrimīs et lūctisonō mūgītū
cum Iove vīsa querī fīnemque ōrāre malōrum.As soon as she reached it, she sank down with her knees set on the edge of the bank and, lifting her face high with neck thrown back towards the stars, all she could lift, she seemed with groans and tears and mournful lowing to complain to Jupiter and beg for an end of her sufferings.
Met. 1.734Coniugis ille suae conplexus colla lacertīs,
735fīniat ut poenās tandem, rogat "in" que "futūrum
pōne metūs" inquit;He, embracing his wife's neck with his arms, asks her at last to end the punishment, and says, 'For the future lay aside your fears; Met. 1.736"numquam tibi causa dolōris
haec erit:" et Stygiās iubet hoc audīre palūdēs.she will never be a cause of grief to you': and he bids the Stygian marshes hear this. Met. 1.738Ut lēnīta dea est, vultūs capit illa priōrēs
fitque quod ante fuit: fugiunt ē corpore saetae,
740cornua dēcrēscunt, fit lūminis artior orbis,
contrahitur rictus, redeunt umerīque manūsque,
ungulaque in quīnōs dīlāpsa absūmitur unguēs:
dē bove nīl superest fōrmae nisi candor in illā.When the goddess was soothed, Io takes on her former face and becomes what she was before: the bristles flee from her body, the horns shrink, the orb of her eye becomes narrower, the gape of her jaws is contracted, her shoulders and hands return, and the hoof, parting into five nails, vanishes: nothing of the cow's form remains in her but her whiteness. Met. 1.744Officiōque pedum nymphē contenta duōrum
745ērigitur metuitque loquī, nē mōre iuvencae
mūgiat, et timidē verba intermissa retemptat.And the nymph, content with the service of two feet, stands upright, and fears to speak, lest she should low like a heifer, and timidly tries again the words so long interrupted.