At trepida et subito ceu stans in funere coniux ut vidit puppi properantem intrare, tremendum vociferans, celerem gressum referebat ad undas: tollite me, Libyes, comitem poenaeque necisque.
But when Marcia saw him hastening on board, she was bewildered and uttered a terrible cry, as if she stood suddenly by his death-bed. Hurrying to the shore, Take me, ye Carthaginians, she cried,  to share his punishment and his death.
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