illum ab humo conantem ut vidit Adrastus tollentemque manus et non toleranda parantem: ite, oro, socii, furit, ite, opponite dextras, festinate, furit, palmamque et praemia ferte! non prius, effracto quam misceat ossa cerebro, absistet, video; moriturum auferte Lacona.
When Adrastus saw him struggling from the ground lifting his hands and purposing the unbearable: Go, I beg you, comrades, he is mad; go, oppose your hands, hurry, he is mad! Bring the palm and the prizes. He will not stop till he mingles bone with shattered brain, I see it. Take the Laconian away or he dies.
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