ille rudem nodis et cortice crudo intorquet summis adnixus viribus hastam; excepere aurae, vulnus Saturnia Iuno detorsit veniens, portaeque infigitur hasta.
the other, striving with all his might, hurls his spear, rough with knots and unpeeled bark. The winds received it; Saturnian Juno turned aside the coming blow, and the spear lodges in the gate.
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