quantus Phlegraeis Telluris alumnus in arvis movit signa Mimas caelumque exterruit armis, tantus semifero Crixus sub pectore murmur torquet et horrisonis ululatibus erigit iras: nemone incensae captaeque superfuit urbi, ut tibi, quas Brenni populus ferremus in arma, narraret, dextras? disce en nunc, inquit et una contorquet nodis et obusto robore diram vel portas quassare trabem.
Like the Giant Mimas, the son of Earth, when he fought on the fields of Phlegraa and terrified Heaven, so the gigantic Crixus sent forth a cry from his brutish breast and roused his fury with hideous yells. When Rome was taken and burnt,b was no survivor left, to tell you the strength of arm that the tribe of Brennus showed in battle? Well, learn it now! As he spoke, he threw his spear, whose knotted strength and firehardened point were fit to batter down even a city gate.
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