tum vero fremitus vanique insania coepti et tacitus pudor et rursus pallescere virgo: proicit arma manu, scopulos vicinaque saxa respicit, et quantum ventis adiuta vetustas impulerat pontive fragor, tantum abscidit imi concutiens a sede maris.
Oh, then he groaned! the madness of that vain task! the silent shame, and the maiden pale once more; he casts his weapons from him, bethinks him of the rocks and stones at hand, and any that time with the winds help or the crashing sea had loosened, he breaks off, wrenching them from the bottom of the deep sea.
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