atque ipse sonantia flammis virgulta et tristes crepuisse ut sensit acervos Tiresias (illi nam plurimus ardor anhelat ante genas impletque cavos vapor igneus orbes) exclamat (tremuere rogi et vox terruit ignem): Tartareae sedes et formidabile regnum Mortis inexpletae, tuque, o saevissime fratrum, cui servire dati manes aeternaque sontum supplicia atque imi famulatur regia mundi, solvite pulsanti loca muta et inane severae Persephones vulgusque cava sub nocte repostum elicite, et plena redeat Styga portitor alno.
When Tiresias himself perceived the branches crackling in the flames and the sad piles roaring (for fierce heat pants before his face and fiery vapour fills his hollow orbs), he exclaims (the pyres shuddered, his voice terrified the flame): Dwellings of Tartarus, and dread realm of insatiable Death, and you, cruelest of the brothers,  to whom are given the ghosts to serve you and the eternal punishments of the guilty, you whom the palace of the lowest world obeys, open to my knocking the silent places and the void of stern Persephone. Draw out the multitude laid by in hollow night and let the ferryman retrace Styx with a full boat.
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