hoc arcete nefas! postquam inter talia crebro clamore obtusae crassoque a pulvere fauces, hinc laeva frenos, hinc dextra corripit arma et latum obiectat pectus strictumque minatur nunc sibi, nunc trepidis, ni restent, comminus ensem.
Keep this sacrilege far away! Thus he shouted again and again, till the effort and the thick dust choked his voice; then he seized his reins with the left hand and his sword with the right, and exposed his broad breast to the foe, threatening to use his bare blade at once, now against himself and now against the fugitives, if they refused to stand.
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