dumque ea proclamat, perfracto volvitur axe cernuus, ac pariter fusi, miserabile, campo discordes sternuntur equi quatit aequore aperto lora suis victor, mediaque Pelorus harena surgere nitentem fugiens Atlanta reliquit.
As he cried out thus, he fell head first from the broken chariot; and the horses too, a sorry sight, fell down and sprawled in disorder on the ground, while the conqueror shook his reins on the open course, and Pelorus flew up the middle of the track, leaving Atlas struggling to rise.
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