huc ferus atque illuc animum pallentiaque ira ora ferens (nec tanta putat sibi bella parari): ferte gradum contra campoque erumpite aperto! quis timor audendi, quae tanta ignavia? solus, solus in arma voco.
Fiercely he points mind and visage pale with anger this way and that, nor thinks so many mean war against him: Come face me! Out, out into the open! What fear to dare, what arrant cowardice is this? Alone I challenge you to arms, alone.
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