ille autem supera compage soluta nec solitus sentire metus expavit oborta sidera, iucundaque offensus luce profatur: quae superum labes inimicum impegit Averno aethera? quis rupit tenebras vitaeque silentes admonet? unde minas? uter haec mihi proelia fratrum? congredior, pereant agedum discrimina rerum.
He, when the upper structure gave way, though unaccustomed to feeling fear, dreaded the confronting stars, and spoke in displeasure at the jocund light: What disaster of the High Ones has thrust a hostile heaven upon Avernus? Who broke the darkness and tells the silent folk of life? Whence the threats? Which of my brothers thus wars against me? I join combat. Come, let all boundaries perish!
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