sub terris sint iura dem et tormenta reorum, num rota, num scopuli, num sitis inter aquas, aut Alcmaeoniae furiae aut ieiunia Phinei, Tisiphones atro si furit angue caput, num tribus infernum custodit faucibus antrum Cerberus, et Tityo iugera pauca novem, an ficta in miseras descendit fabula gentes, et timor haud ultra quam rogus esse potest.
in the world below exist assizes of gods and punishments of sinners, the wheel, the rolling rock, the thirst in the waters midst, whether Alcmaeon is tormented with furies and Phineus with hunger, if Tisiphones hair is a frenzy of black snakes, whether Cerberus guards the cave of hell with his three throats and nine acres are all too few for Tityus; or whether it is a made-up tale that has entered deep to trouble the minds of humans and there can be no fear beyond the grave.
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