qualis saetigeram Lucana cuspide frontem strictus aper, penitus cui non infossa cerebro vulnera, nec felix dextrae tenor, in latus iras frangit et expertae iam non venit obvius hastae.
So a wild boar whose bristling brow has been grazed by a Lucanian point (the wound has not dug deep into his brain and the hands aim failed to follow through) swerves his rage to one side nor comes to face the sampled spear.
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