agedum inquit age ferox i, fac ut hunc furor agitet, fac uti furoris ictu reditum in nemora ferat, mea libere nimis qui fugere imperia cupit.
Come now, she says, come, go fiercely, let madness hunt him hence, bid him hence by stroke of madness hie him to the forests again, him who would be too free, and run away from my sovereignty.
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