ditantur flammae; non umquam opulentior illis ante cinis: crepitant gemmae, atque immane liquescit argentum, et pictis exsudat vestibus aurum; nec non Assyriis pinguescunt robora sucis, pallentique croco strident ardentia mella, spumantesque mero paterae verguntur et atri sanguinis et rapto gratissima cymbia lactis tunc septem numero turmas (centenus ubique surgit eques) versis ducunt insignibus ipsi Graiugenae reges, lustrantque ex more sinistro orbe rogum et stantes inclinant pulvere flammas.
The flames are enriched. No ash was ever wealthier than they.  Gems crack, silver melts in mass, gold sweats from embroidered fabrics. Logs fatten with Assyrian juices, burning honey hisses with pale saffron, foaming bowls of wine are tipped and cups of black blood and cups of milk'most grateful to the lost one. Then the Grecian kings in person lead seven squadrons (to each one mount a hundred riders) with insignia reversed. Leftward in due form they circle the pyre and bend the rising flames with their dust.
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