sonat aequore clamor o patria, o variis coniunx nunc anxia curis, has agimus longi famulas tibi praemia belli: cum dea se piceo per sudum turbida nimbo praecipitat Famamque vagam vestigat in umbra, quam pater omnipotens digna atque indigna canentem spargentemque metus placidis regionibus arcet aetheris: illa fremens habitat sub nubibus imis, non erebi, non diva poli, terrasque fatigat, quas datur; auditam primi spernuntque foventque; mox omnes agit et motis quatit oppida linguis.
Over the waters rang the shout: O country, O wife now troubled with many a care, see the slaves we bring you, prizes of the long war! Then the goddess in hot haste threw herself to the earth in a pitchy cloud through the clear sky, and in the darkness tracked wandering Rumour, her whom the almighty Father has shut out from his peaceful world of heaven, whose voice is ever sounding both good and evil and spreading panic; in wrath she dwells deep beneath the clouds, a spirit neither of hell nor of heaven, and troubles the earth; for this is permitted her: at first when men hear her they scorn her, yet cherish her, until presently she assails all men, and cities are shaken with busy tongues.
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