circumstat propere strictis mucronibus omnis Virtutum legio exquirens fervente tumultu et genus et nomen, patriam sectamque, Deumque quem colat et missu cuiatis venerit.
Quickly with drawn swords the whole army of the Virtues surrounds her, asking in an uproar of excitement her race and name, her country and her faith, what God she worships, of what nation he that sent her.
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