heu quantis luimus mox tristia proelia damnis! quantaque supplicia et quales exhausimus iras! nec tacuere pii vates famulumque sororum Naiadum, tepida quas Bagrada nutrit in unda, nos violasse manu seris monuere periclis.
Alas, how great were our losses, and how dearly we paid in the end for our luckless battle!a How much we suffered, and what a cup of retribution we had to drink! Our soothsayers were not silent: they warned us that we had laid profane hands on the servant of the Naiads, the sisters who dwell in the warm stream of the Bagrada, and that we should suffer for it later.
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