fama est Enceladi semustum fulmine corpus urgeri mole hac ingentemque insuper Aetnam impositam ruptis flammam exspirare caminis, et fessum quotiens mutet latus, intremere omnem murmure Trinacriam et caelum subtexere fumo.
The story runs that Enceladus form, scathed by the thunderbolt, is weighed down by that mass, and mighty Aetna, piled above, from its burst furnaces breathes forth flame; and ever as he turns his weary side all Trinacria moans and trembles, veiling the sky in smoke.
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