hic undique clamor dissensu vario magnus se tollit in auras, haud secus atque alto in luco cum forte catervae consedere avium, piscosove amne Padusae dant sonitum rauci per stagna loquacia cycni.
And now, from every side, there rises to heaven a loud din with varied discord just as when flocks of birds settle by chance in some tall grove, or when, by Padusas fish-filled stream, hoarse-throated swans call among the clamorous pools.
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