effugit hic oculos rapida puer ocior aura Maenalius, quem deinde gradu premit horridus Idas inspiratque umero, flatuque et pectoris umbra terga ferit.
The boy of Maenalus flees vision, swifter than the rapid wind. Rough Idas presses upon him, breathing on his shoulder, and strikes his back with his panting and the shadow of his chest.
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