paulatim adnabam terrae; iam tuta tenebam, ni gens crudelis madida cum veste gravatum, prensantemque uncis manibus capita aspera montis, ferro invasisset praedamque ignara putasset.
Little by little I swam shoreward, and even now was grasping at safety, but as, weighted by dripping garb, I caught with bent fingers at the rugged cliff-spurs, the barbarous folk assailed me with the sword, in ignorance deeming me a prize.
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