quantus equis quantusque viris in pulvere crasso sudor! io quanti crudele rubebitis amnes! viderit haec bello viridis manus: ast ego doner dum licet igne meo terraque insternar avita! haec senior, multumque nefas Eteoclis acervat crudelem infandumque vocans poenasque daturum.
What sweat in muddy dust for horses and for men! Ah, how high shall rivers be cruelly reddened! That is the business of youth green to war. As for me, let me be given my fire while I may and covered with my ancestral earth! Thus the elder, piling Eteocles villainy high, calling him cruel and abominable and sure to pay.
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