linquit et undantes mensas infectaque pernox sacra Medon; chlamys imbelli circumvenit ostro torta manum strictoque vias praefulgurat ense.
All that night Medon too forsakes the laden tables and the holy rites unfulfilled; a mantle twisted up enwraps his hand with its unwarlike purple, and his drawn blade flashes light upon his path.
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