hunc morem fandi longae fecere querelae; nec soli ferus iste tibi: sic Fata deosque alloquitur, durus luctu, facilisque nec ipsi saepe mihi; pridem indomito sub pectore vivit libertas misera et saevae spes aspera mortis.
Long plaints have given him this fashion of speech. Not to you only is he fierce. So he addresses the Fates and the gods, hard from sorrow. Often he is not easy even to me. Long in his untamed heart has lived freedom in misery and harsh hope of a cruel death.
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