inde eblanditis Virtutibus halitus inlex inspirat tenerum labefacta per ossa venenum, et male dulcis odor domat ora et pectora et arma ferratosque toros obliso robore mulcet.
So the Virtues are won over by her charms; the alluring breath blows a subtle poison on them that unmans their frames, the fatally sweet scent subduing their lips and hearts and weapons, softening their iron-clad muscles and crushing their strength.
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