forte per effusas inflata Superbia turmas effreni volitabat equo, quem pelle leonis texerat et validos villis oneraverat armos, quo se fulta iubis iactantius illa ferinis inferret tumido despectans agmina fastu.
It chanced that Pride was galloping about, all puffed up, through the widespread squadrons, on a mettled steed which she had covered with a lions skin, laying the weight of shaggy hair over its strong shoulders, so that being seated on the wild beasts mane she might make a more imposing figure as she looked down on the columns with swelling disdain.
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