nulli destringere ferrum impetus aut umeros clipeo clausisse paterno dulce nec alipedum iuga comere, qualia belli gaudia; deiecti trepidas sine mente, sine ira promisere manus; hic aegra in sorte parentem unanimum, hic dulces primaevae coniugis annos ingemit et gremio miseros accrescere natos.
None was impatient to draw the sword nor were they happy to cover their shoulders with paternal shield or to groom paired horses'wars joys. Downcast, they put forward nervous hands, without commitment, without anger. One grieves for a loving parent in sad case, another for a young wifes beguiling years and the poor offspring growing in her womb.
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