fugit ante omnis exterritus Arruns laetitia mixtoque metu, nec iam amplius hastae credere nec telis occurrere virginis audet.
More alarmed than the rest, Arruns flees in mingled joy and fear, and no more dares to trust his lance, or to meet the maidens weapons.
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