Bellum intrasse putes: fervent discursibus arces, miscentur clamore viae, ferrum undique et ignes mente vident, saevas mente accepere catenas.
You might think War had come inside. The high places are astir with runnings to and fro, the streets a medley of shouts, from all directions in their minds they see sword and fire and are loaded with cruel chains.
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