Figitur et validos sonipes Aetolus in armos exsiluitque alte vi mortis et ara pendens verberat; haud tamen est turbatus fulmine ductor, sed miseratur equum magnoque ex vulnere telum exuit ipse gemens et sponte remisit habenas.
The Aetolian steed is stabbed in his strong shoulders. High he rears with the power of death and prancing beats the air. But the leader is not unnerved by the shock. He pities the horse and draws the weapon from the great wound himself groaning and of his own will lets go the reins.
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