ubi letifer anguis? ferte, duces, meriti si qua est mihi gratia duri, si quis honos dictis; aut vos exstinguite ferro, ne tristes dominos orbamque inimica revisam Eurydicen, quamquam haud illi mea cura dolendo cesserit.
Where is the deadly snake? Bring me, chieftains, if you have any gratitude for my grievous service, any favour for my words; or slay me yourselves with the sword so that I may not see my sad masters again and bereaved Eurydice, a thing of hate'though my love and grief yield not to hers.
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