Translation

Mercury, about to say such things, saw that all eyes sank and the eyes were closed in sleep. Immediately he suppresses his voice and strengthens the deep sleep, caressing the weak eyes with a medicated wand; there is no delay, and he wounds the nodding one with a curved sword where the head is adjoining with the neck, and he kills the bloody one with a stone and stains the broken off rock with blood. Argus, you lie dead, and the light which you were having into so many eyes has been extinguished and one night fills a hundred eyes. Juno rescues these eyes and she settles them on the feathers of her bird and fills up the tail with twinkling gems.

   Immediately she flared up and did not defer times of anger, and she threw a dreadful Fury in the way of the eyes and mind of the Argive concubine and plunged blinding stings in her chest and harassed the fugitive through the whole world. The Nile, you were remaining as the final one for her vast work. As soon as she touched it, and she fell forward with her knees placed on the edge of the river bank and struggling with her neck bending backward, raising her face to the stars, which solely she was able [to raise], and with sorrow and with tears and with sad-sounding mooing she seemed to lament with Jupiter and to beg for the end of the bad things. That man having embraced the neck of his spouse with his upper arms asks her to finally end the punishments and ‘put aside fears into the future’; he says ‘this will never be the cause of pain to you’; and he orders that the Stygian bogs hear this. As the goddess is softened, that woman assumes the prior face and she becomes that which she was before. The rough hairs flee away from the body, the horns grow shorter, the circle of light becomes narrower, the gaping mouth is brought about, and her shoulders and hands return, and the dissolved hoof is diminished into five fingers and toes each; nothing of the appearance about the cow is left over except the whiteness in that woman. And with the service of two feet the tense nymph is raised and she fears to speak, lest she moos with the manner of a young cow, and having been interrupted she fearfully retries words.

   Now she is worshiped as a goddess by a most populous crowd the clothed in linen;