inruit et patrias coeptis ferus advocat umbras: sancte mihi Vorapte pater, tua pectora nato suggere nunc animamque parem, si fata peroso tarda tibi turpesque moras non segnius ipsi paruimus parvique eadem didicere nepotes.
Forward he rushes, and fiercely invokes his fathers shade to bless his deeds: Holy sire Voraptus, lend now thy courage to thy son and a soul to match thine own, if thou, who hatedst a tardy fate and base delaying, hast found me as quick to obey thee, and if thy small grandsons have learnt a like obedience.
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