qualis Gaetulae stabulantem ad confraga silvae venator longo motum clamore leonem exspectat firmans animum et sudantia nisu tela premens; gelat ora pavor gressusque tremescunt, quis veniat quantusque, sed horrida signa frementis accipit et caeca metitur murmura cura.
Even as a hunter waits for a lion that long shouting rouses from his den in the rough of a Gaetulian forest, steeling his courage and gripping his weapon that sweats with the effort; fear freezes his face and his steps tremble as he wonders what creature approaches, how big'but he hears the roaring, dread sign, and measures the sound in blind trepidation.
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