tanto opere officerent nobis Stymphala colentes, et Diomedis equi spirantes naribus ignem Thracis Bistoniasque plagas atque Ismara propter? aureaque Hesperidum servans fulgentia mala, asper, acerba tuens, immani corpore serpens arboris amplexus stirpem, quid denique obesset propter Atlanteum litus pelagique severa, quo neque noster adit quisquam nec barbarus audet? cetera de genere hoc quae sunt portenta perempta, si non victa forent, quid tandem viva nocerent?.
What great mischief could we suffer from the that haunted the Stymphalian, or Thracian Diomedes horses breathing fire from their nostrils hard by the Bistonian regions and Ismara? And the guardian of the gleaming golden apples of the Hesperides, fierce, with piercing eyes, that enormous serpent coiled about the tree-trunk, what mischief pray could he do by the Atlantic shore and the pitiless tracts of ocean, whither none of our folk ever goes and even the outlander dares not? And all the other monsters of this kind that were slain, if they had not been vanquished, what harm pray could they do alive?
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