Ovid
The Mother always loved Dindymon and Cybele and Ida, pleasant with fountains, and the wealth of Troy. — 4.249-50
The half-men will come and thump their empty drums, and bronze clash on bronze will give its ringing note; she herself [Magna Mater] is borne on the soft neck of her comrades, with howls, through the middle of the streets. — 4.179-372
