per totiens, inquit, concussae moenia Romae, perque has, nox Stygia quas iam circumvolat umbra, insontes animas, cladi parce obvius ire.
He spoke thus: By the walls of Rome so often shaken, and by these innocent lives, round whom the shadow of infernal night is now hovering, I implore you, Varro, go not to meet disaster.
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