at Mago, exuvias secum caesique volutans hostis mente necem, fraternas pectore curas pellebat dictis et casum laude levabat: parce metu, germane.
But Mago, reflecting on the death and spoiling of his foe, comforted his brother by his words, and made light of a mishap so glorious: Fear nothing, brother, he said.
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