Met. 7.404Iamque aderat Thēseus, prōlēs ignāra parentī,
405et virtūte suā bimarem pācāverat Isthmon.And now Theseus had come, a son unknown to his father, and by his valour had brought peace to the Isthmus between two seas. Met. 7.406Huius in exitium miscet Mēdēa quod ōlim
attulerat sēcum Scythicīs aconīton ab ōrīs.For his destruction Medea mixes aconite, which she had once brought with her from the Scythian shores. Met. 7.408Illud Echidnēae memorant ē dentibus ortum
esse canis.This, they say, sprang from the teeth of Echidna's dog. Met. 7.409Specus est tenebrōsō caecus hiātū,
410est via dēclīvis, per quam Tīrynthius hērōs
restantem contrāque diem radiōsque micantēs
oblīquantem oculōs nexīs adamante catēnīs
Cerberon abstrāxit;There is a cave, dark with a gloomy mouth; there is a downward path, by which the Tirynthian hero dragged off Cerberus, bound with chains of adamant, as he resisted and turned his eyes aslant from the daylight and the gleaming rays; Met. 7.413rabidā quī concitus īrā
implēvit pariter ternīs lātrātibus aurās
415et sparsit viridēs spūmīs albentibus agrōs.he, roused to rabid anger, filled the air alike with triple barking and sprinkled the green fields with white foam.
Met. 7.416Hās concrēsse putant nactāsque alimenta ferācis
fēcundīque sōlī vīrēs cēpisse nocendī.This foam, they think, congealed, and finding nourishment in the fertile and fruitful soil, acquired the power to harm. Met. 7.418Quae quia nāscuntur dūrā vīvācia caute,
agrestēs aconīta vocant.Because these plants spring up hardy on hard rock, country folk call them aconites. Met. 7.419Ea coniugis astū
420ipse parēns Aegeus nātō porrēxit ut hostī.Through his wife's cunning, Aegeus himself, the father, held this out to his son as to an enemy. Met. 7.421Sūmpserat ignārā Thēseus data pōcula dextrā,
cum pater in capulō gladiī cognōvit eburnō
signa suī generis facinusque excussit ab ōre.Theseus had taken the cup offered him with unknowing right hand, when his father recognised on the ivory hilt of his sword the tokens of his own family, and struck the crime from his lips. Met. 7.424Effūgit illa necem nebulīs per carmina mōtīs.She escaped death in clouds raised by her spells. Met. 7.425At genitor, quamquam laetātur sōspite nātō,
attonitus tamen est ingēns discrīmine parvō
committī potuisse nefās.But the father, although he rejoices that his son is safe, is yet astounded that so monstrous a crime could have been committed by so narrow a margin.
Met. 7.427Fovet ignibus ārās
mūneribusque deōs implet, feriuntque secūrēs
colla torōsa boum vinctōrum corpora vittīs.He warms the altars with fires and fills the gods with gifts, and axes strike the brawny necks of oxen, their bodies bound with ribbons. Met. 7.430Nūllus Erechthidīs fertur celebrātior illō
inlūxisse diēs.No day, they say, ever dawned more festive for the sons of Erechtheus than that one. Met. 7.431Agitant convīvia patrēs
et medium vulgus, nec nōn et carmina, vīnō
ingenium faciente, canunt: "Tē, maxime Thēseu,
mīrāta est Marathōn Crētaeī sanguine taurī;The elders and the common people hold banquets, and they sing songs too, as wine inspires their wit: 'You, greatest Theseus, Marathon admired for the blood of the Cretan bull; Met. 7.435quodque suīs sēcūrus arat Cromyōna colōnus,
mūnus opusque tuum est.and that the farmer ploughs Cromyon free from fear is your gift and your work. Met. 7.436Tellūs Epidauria per tē
clāvigeram vīdit Vulcānī occumbere prōlem,
vīdit et inmītem Cēphīsias ōra Procrūstēn,
Cercyonis lētum vīdit Cereālis Eleusīn.Through you the land of Epidaurus saw the club-bearing son of Vulcan fall, the shore of Cephisus saw cruel Procrustes fall too, Eleusis, dear to Ceres, saw the death of Cercyon.
Met. 7.440Occidit ille Sinis, magnīs male vīribus ūsus,
quī poterat curvāre trabēs et agēbat ab altō
ad terram lātē sparsūrās corpora pīnūs.That Sinis is dead, who used his great strength wickedly, who could bend tree-trunks and would drive pines down from on high to the earth to scatter bodies far and wide. Met. 7.443Tūtus ad Alcathoēn, Lelegēia moenia, līmes
compositō Scīrōne patet, sparsīsque latrōnis
445terra negat sēdem, sēdem negat ossibus unda;The road to Alcathoe, the Lelegeian walls, lies open and safe now that Sciron has been laid to rest, and to the robber's scattered bones the earth refuses a resting place, the sea refuses a resting place; Met. 7.446quae iactāta diū fertur dūrāsse vetustās
in scopulōs: scopulīs nōmen Scīrōnis inhaeret.and they, tossed about for long, are said to have hardened with age into rocks: the name of Sciron clings to the rocks. Met. 7.448Sī titulōs annōsque tuōs numerāre velīmus,
facta premant annōs.If we should wish to count your honours and your years, your deeds would outweigh your years. Met. 7.449Prō tē, fortissime, vōta
450pūblica suscipimus, Bacchī tibi sūmimus haustūs."For you, bravest of men, we undertake public vows, for you we drink draughts of Bacchus.' Met. 7.451Cōnsonat adsēnsū populī precibusque faventum
rēgia, nec tōtā trīstis locus ūllus in urbe est.The palace resounds with the people's assent and the prayers of well-wishers, and there is no sad place anywhere in the whole city.