signa tamen divumque tori et quem quisque sacrarit accubitu genioque locum monstrantur; at intra Centauri stabula alta patent, non aequa nefandis fratribus: hic hominum nullos experta cruores spicula nec truncae bellis genialibus orni aut consanguineos fracti crateres in hostes, sed pharetrae insontes et inania terga ferarum.
But tokens and couches of the gods are to be seen, showing which place each deity had hallowed with his reclining and his familiar spirit.  Within spread the Centaurs lofty stalls, a contrast to his villainous brethren. Here are no darts that have tasted human blood, no ash trees fractured in festive combats, nor mixing bowls shattered upon kindred foes,  but innocent quivers and empty hides of wild beasts'these too of his salad days.
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