namque per attonitas curarum pondere noctes saepe et delapsas adytis, quas ipsa dicarat, exuvias, seque ignotis errare sepulcris extorrem nemorum Dryadumque a plebe fugatam, saepe novos nati bello rediisse triumphos, armaque et alipedem notum comitesque videbat, numquam ipsum, nunc ex umeris fluxisse pharetras, effigiesque suas simulacraque nota cremari.
For in nights dismayed by weight of cares she often saw spoils she had dedicated herself fallen from their shrines and herself wandering among unknown tombs exiled from the forest and banished from the Dryad folk; and often triumphs of her son new brought from the war, his arms and familiar horse and companions, but never himself; or again she would see the quiver slip from her shoulders and her own images and familiar likenesses burnt up.
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