illum turgentis sanie portenta rubetae et lecta exsuctis anguibus ossa trahunt, et strigis inventae per busta iacentia plumae, cinctaque funesto lanea vitta toro.
He is lured by the sorcery of the toad puffed with venom and the bones she has gathered from the dried bodies of snakes, a screech-owls feathers found among sunken tombs and a woollen fillet that has decked a bier.
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