sic ubi Maura diu populatum rura leonem, quem propter clausique greges vigilantque magistri, pastorum lassae debellavere cohortes: gaudet ager, magno subeunt clamore coloni, praecerpuntque iubas immaniaque ora recludunt damnaque commemorant, seu iam sub culmine fixus excubat, antiquo seu pendet gloria luco.
So when a lion that has long ravaged the Moorish countryside, on whose account flocks are shut in and their masters keep vigil, has been warred down by weary troops of shepherds, the land is glad, the husbandmen come with loud clamour, plucking at his mane, opening his monstrous jaws, telling of their losses, whether he now keeps watch impaled under a roof or hangs the glory of an ancient grove.
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