Mors graditur, vasto cava pandens guttura rictu, casuroque inhiat populo: tunc Luctus et atri pectora circumstant Planctus Maerorque Dolorque, tque omnes adsunt Poenae, formaque trifauci personat insomnis lacrimosae Ianitor aulae.
Opening wide his hollow jaws, Death stalked abroad and gaped for the doomed citizens; and round him stood Mourning and Wailing with blackened breast and Grief and Pain; and all the Avengersa were there; and the sleepless guardianb of the dismal dwelling bayed from his triple throat.
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