ipsa sed in somnis inhumati venit imago coniugis; ora modis attollens pallida miris crudelis aras traiectaque pectora ferro nudavit, caecumque domus scelus omne retexit.
But in her sleep came the very ghost of her unburied husband; raising his pale face in wondrous wise, he laid bare the cruel altars and his breast pierced with steel, unveiling all the secret horror of the house.