te quoque sublimi tranantem flumina curru, dum socios, Pharsale, petis, resupinat ademptis Dorica cuspis equis; illos violentia saevi gurgitis infelixque iugi concordia mergit.
You too, Pharsalus, as you cross the river in your lofty chariot to join your fellows, a Dorian spear lays on your back and steals your horses. Them the violence of the cruel flood drowns and the unlucky concord of the yoke.
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