At regina virum (neque enim deus amovet ignem) persequitur lustrans oculisque ardentibus haeret; et iam laeta minus praesentis imagine pugnae castigatque metus et quas alit inscia curas, respiciens, an vera soror; nec credere falsos audet atrox vultus, eademque in gaudia rursus labitur et saevae trahitur dulcedine flammae.
But the princess with roving gaze follows the hero (for the god quenches not the fire), upon him her burning eyes are ever fixed; and now she has less delight in the battle-scene before her, and chides her fears and the trouble cherished she knows not why, wondering if it be in truth her sister; nor dares she harden herself and deem that countenance false, but yields again to the same entrancing fancies and is drawn on by the sweetness of the cruel flame.
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