sed iam nudaverat ensem magnanimus vates, et nunc trucis ora tyranni, nunc ferrum aspectans: numquam tibi sanguinis huius ius erit aut magno feries imperdita Tydeo pectora; vado equidem exsultans ereptaque fata insequor et comites feror exspectatus ad umbras.
But the great-hearted seer had already bared his sword and gazing now at the fierce tyrants visage, now at the steel: Never shall you hold this blood in your power or strike a breast that great Tydeus left unscathed. I go rejoicing and press upon the doom that was snatched away and am borne to the comrade shades that await my coming.
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