sic ubi ductorem trepidae stabulique maritum, quem penes et saltus et aduncae gloria gentis, Massylo frangi stupuere sub hoste iuvencae, it truncum sine honore pecus, regemque peremptum ipse ager, ipsi amnes et muta arbusta queruntur.
So when trembling heifers see thunderstruck the leader and husband of the stall, to whom belong the pastures and glory of the horned  folk, broken under a Massylian foe;  the herd goes maimed, its pride departed; the very land, the very rivers, and the mute trees  bemoan the slain king.
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