| A | B |
|---|
| At regina | but the queen |
| Iamdudum saucia | for some time now hurt |
| Vulnus alit venis | nourishes the wound in her veins |
| Et carpitur caeco igni | and is consumed by a blind fire. |
| Multa virtus viri | much the bravery of the man |
| Multusque gentis honos | much the honor of the people |
| Animo recursat | come back to her mind |
| Vultus verbaque | the appearance and the words |
| Haerent infixi pectore | cling fixed in her heart |
| Nec cura dat | nor does her care give |
| Placidam quietem membris | peaceful rest to her limbs |
| Postera Aurora | the next dawn |
| Lustrabat terras | was traversing the lands |
| Phoebea lampade | with the lamp of Phoebus |
| Umentemque umbram | and the dewy shadow |
| Dimoverat polo | it had removed from the sky |
