salve vera Iovis, vera o Iovis undique proles ingeminant, o magnanimis memoranda palaestris Taygeta et primi felix labor ille magistri! dumque ea dicta ferunt, tenues tamen ire cruores siderea de fronte vident; nec sanguine Pollux territus averso siccabat vulnera caestu.
Hail, true offspring, ay, true offspring indeed of Jove! they cry again and again on every side. Hurrah for Taygetus, renowned for greathearted wrestling-schools, and for the fruitful lessons of thy earliest teacher! Even while they utter these cheers, yet still they mark thin blood streams flowing from that starry forehead, and Pollux unterrified was stanching the wound with the back of his glove.
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