Ac primo, ploratu lamentisque et planctibus tota regia personabat; mox, velut in vasta solitudine omnia tristi silentio muta torpebant, ad cogitationes  quid deinde futurum esset dolore converso.
And at first the whole royal quarters rang with wailing, lamentation, and beating of breasts; presently, as if in a desert waste, everything was mute and torpid, since grief was changed to thoughts of  what would happen next.
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