At iuvenis magno flammatus pectora luctu nunc implet saevo vacuos clamore penates, nunc ferrum laxare cupit, nunc ardua tendit in loca (vix retinent comites), nunc ore ligato incubat amissae mersumque in corde dolorem saevus agit, qualis conspecto coniugis igne Odrysius vates positis ad Strymona plectris obstupuit tristemque rogum sine carmine flevit.
But the young mans heart was afire with mighty grief. Now he fills his widowed home with fierce clamor, now tries to unsheathe his sword, now seeks high places (scarce do his companions hold him back), now, mouth glued to mouth, bends over his lost one and fiercely plies the sorrow hidden in his heart; even as the Odrysian bard at sight of his wifes fire laid down his quill by Strymons bank in a daze and songless wept the sad pyre.
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