si nulla est regio Teucris quam det tua coniunx dura, per eversae, genitor, fumantia Troiae excidia obtestor: liceat dimittere ab armis incolumem Ascanium, liceat superesse nepotem.
If there is no country for your relentless consort to bestow upon the Teucrians, by the smoking ruins of desolate Troy I beseech you, Father, let me dismiss Ascanius unscathed from arms'let my grandson still live!
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