nulla immunis humus; velluntur postibus altis arma olim dimissa patrum, flammisque liquescunt dona deum; ereptum superis Mars efferat aurum.
No area is excused. Ancestral weapons long disused are plucked from lofty doorposts, gifts to the gods melt in flame. Mars puts gold taken from the High Ones to savage purpose.
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