tunc vero ardenti non ulla obsistere temptant signa, ruunt solo terrore, et vulnera citra mors trepidis ignava venit, dubiumque tuenti presserit infestos onus impuleritne iugales.
Then indeed no standards try to check his ardent course, they fall from mere fright and a cowards death without a wound comes to the tremblers. An onlooker might wonder whether the horses onrushing were burdened by their load or urged on.
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