nunc en, nunc, inquam (falsa ut praesagia nostra sint, oro, mensque augurio ludatur inani) haud procul est funesta dies, atrocia novi corda ac prospicio natas e cladibus iras.
Now, yes now, I say'I pray that my forecast may prove untrue and my mind may be the victim of a mere delusion'the fatal day is at hand. I know the stubborn hearts of the foe, and I foresee the martial ardour that defeat will breed.
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