hos iam ignorantes terit impius axis, at illi vulnere semineces (nec devitare facultas) venturum super ora vident; iam lubrica tabo frena, nec insisti madidus dat temo, rotaeque sanguine difficiles, et tardior ungula fossis visceribus: tunc ipse furens in morte relicta spicula et e mediis exstantes ossibus hastas avellit, strident animae currumque sequuntur.
Some already unconscious the impious axle grinds, others half-dead from their wounds see it coming over their faces and have no power to evade. Now the harness is slippery with gore and the pole too wet for treading, the wheels are clogged with blood and the hooves slowed by trampled entrails. Then he himself madly plucks out darts left in the dead and spears sticking out of bones; the ghosts screech and pursue the chariot.
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