ergo Humilem postquam male sana SuperbiaMentem vilibus instructam nullo ostentamine telis aspicit, in vocem dictis se effundit amaris: non pudet, o miseri, plebeio milite claros adtemptare duces ferroque lacessere gentem insignem titulis, veteres cui bellica virtus divitias peperit, laetos et gramine colles imperio calcare dedit? nunc advena nudus nititur antiquos, si fas est, pellere reges!
Therefore Pride in her madness, after looking on Lowliness and her poor equipment of paltry arms that made no display, broke forth in speech with bitter words: Are ye not ashamed, ye poor creatures, to challenge famous captains with troops of low degree, to take the sword against a race of proud distinction, whose valour in war has long won wealth for it, and given it power to impose its rule on hills where rich grass grows? And now'can it be?'a newcomer with nothing is trying to drive out the ancient princes!
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