Haec cum superba verterit vices dextra Et aestuantis more fertur Euripi, Dudum tremendos saeva proterit reges Humilemque victi sublevat fallax vultum Non illa miseros audit aut curat fletus
So with imperious hand she turns the wheel of change This way and that like the ebb and flow of the tide,a And pitiless tramples down those once dread kings, Raising the lowly face of the conquered' Only to mock him in his turn; Careless she neither hears nor heeds the cries Of miserable men:
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