ferimur per devia vastae urbis et ingentem nocturnae caedis acervum passim, ut quosque sacris crudelis vespera lucis straverat, occulta speculamur nube latentes.
We take our way through byways of the deserted city, hiding in secret darkness, descrying everywhere a huge pile of the nights massacre, as the cruel evening had laid them low in the sacred groves.
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