iamque et quadriiugo celsum petit Haemona curru, horrendumque manu telum rotat: ille paventes obliquavit equos; longo perlata tenore transiit hasta duos, sitiebat vulnera nec non tertia, sed medio cuspis temone retenta est.
And now he makes for Haemon aloft in four-horse chariot and whirls a dreadful weapon. The other swerved his frightened steeds. Reaching its mark in its long course, the spear passed through two of them and thirsted for a third wound, but the point stuck in the intervening pole
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