hic bos latenti: Quidnam voluisti tibi, infelix, ultro qui ad necem cucurreris, hominumque tecto spiritum commiseris? at ille supplex Vos modo inquit parcite; occasione rursus erumpam data.
Here an ox said to him: What in the world were you thinking of, unlucky creature, thus of your own accord to have run to your death by entrusting your life to the abode of men? But the stag supplicated him, saying: Only spare me, and as soon as an opportunity presents itself, I will again dash out.
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