Tum pater omnipotens tempus iam rege perempto flectere fata ratus miserasque abrumpere pugnas, supremam celeravit opem nutuque sereno intonuit, quem Nocte satae, quem turbidus horret armipotens.
Then the Father Omnipotent bethought him the hour was come, their king being slain, to turn aside the doom and to break off the miserable fight. Swiftly he brought help at the last, and thundered with that tranquil nod, whereat Nights children and the fiery War-god tremble.
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