Ergo manu vittas damnataque vertice serta deripit abiectaque inhonorus fronde sacerdos inviso de monte redit; iam bella tubaeque comminus, absentesque fremunt sub pectore Thebae.
So the priest tears down the fillets renounced and the garlands from his head, casts aside his branches and returns sans emblems of honour from the hated mountain. Now wars trumpets are at hand and absent Thebes clamours in his breast.
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