Magic wheel, draw that man to my house. Look, the sea is silent and the winds are silent, but the pain inside my breast is not silent. I am burning all over for the man who has made me, poor thing, a disgraced woman and no virgin, instead of a wife.

The rite stops on a stillness: the sea is silent, the winds are silent. Cholmeley admires the contrast between the calm of sea and air and the girl's unrest, and notes how rarely Greek poetry sets the two side by side. Then she says what the magic is for. Delphis has made her κακάν καὶ ἀπάρθενον, "disgraced and no longer a virgin," instead of a wife. A young woman in her position had lost her chance of marriage, and the spell is the one thing she can do about it.