inde ubi tot traxisse moras, tot spicula taedet vellere, et urgetur pugna congressus iniqua, multa movens animo iam tandem erumpit et inter bellatoris equi cava tempora conicit hastam.
Then, weary of dragging out so many delays, of plucking out so many weapons, and hard pressed in the unequal fray, at last with much pondering at heart, he bursts out and hurls his lance full between the war horses hollow temples.
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