Hic breve tandem risit Echionius iuvenis tenerumque dolorem coniugis amplexu solatus et oscula maestis tempestiva genis posuit lacrimasque repressit: solve metus animo: dabitur, mihi crede, merentum consiliis tranquilla dies.
Here at length the young Echionian briefly laughed and comforted his wifes tender grief with an embrace, planting timely kisses on her sad eyes and checking her tears: Loose fears from your heart; a day of peace, believe me, will be granted to the counsels of the deserving.
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