ad quem sic roseo Thaumantias ore locuta est: Turne, quod optanti divum promittere nemo auderet, volvenda dies en attulit ultro.
To him, with roseate lips, thus spoke the child of Thaumas: Turnus, what no god dared to promise to your prayers, see'the circling hour has brought unasked!
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