exturbent resides frenos et cuncta perosi te cupiant, tibi praecipites animasque manusque devoveant; rape cunctantes et foedera turba, cui dedimus; tibi fas ipsos incendere bello caelicolas pacemque meam.
Let them drive out sluggish restraints and, hating all things, crave you, dedicate lives and hands to you headlong. Sweep them on if they falter. Confound treaties. To you we have given it, to you tis lawful to set the very hosts of heaven aflame with war, and my peace withal.
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