ut torrens celsi praeceps e vertice Pindi cum sonitu ruit in campos magnoque fragore avulsum montis volvit latus; obvia passim armenta immanesque ferae silvaeque trahuntur; spumea saxosis clamat convallibus unda.
Even so a roaring torrent falls headlong from the summit of Pindusc to the plain; with a mighty noise it tears away a side of the mountain and rolls it down; all the cattle in its path, the wild beasts, and the forests, are swept along; and the foaming waters are loud in the rocky valleys.
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