frigida digeritur strages: patuere recisae cum capulis hastisque manus mediisque sagittae luminibus stantes; multis vestigia caedis nulla: ruunt planctu pendente et ubique parato.
The cold carnage is sorted out. Severed hands with sword hilts and spears come to view and arrows standing full in eyes. Many find no traces of slaughter, they rush with hands poised for lament and everywhere in readiness.
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