cur autem avidis Ixiona frango verticibus? cur non exspectant Tantalon undae? anne profanatum totiens Chaos hospite vivo perpetiar? me Pirithoi temerarius ardor temptat et audaci Theseus iuratus amico, me ferus Alcides tum cum custode remoto ferrea Cerbereae tacuerunt limina portae; Odrysiis etiam pudet (heu!) patuisse querelis Tartara: vidi egomet blanda inter carmina turpes Eumenidum lacrimas iterataque pensa Sororum; me quoque'sed durae melior violentia legis.
And why do I break Ixion with insatiate whirling? Why do the waters not wait for Tantalus? Shall Chaos so often be profaned by living arrivals and I endure it? Pirithous reckless passion tries my patience and Theseus sworn to his audacious friend, wild Alcides too, when the iron threshold of Cerberus gate fell silent with its guardian removed. Even to Odrysian plaints  (with shame I say it) was Tartarus opened up. I saw the Eumenides weeping disgraceful tears at the cozening song and the Sisters threads respun. Me too'but the harsh laws violence took a better way.
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