sanguine tunc spargit turres et moenia lustrat, seque super medias acies, nondum ense remisso, iecit et in saevos cadere est conatus Achivos.
Then he bespatters the towers with his blood and purifies the walls and throws himself upon the midst of the lines not yet letting go his sword, trying to fall against the fierce Achaeans.
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