tandem ratus apta favori tempora pulverei venit in spatia horrida circi, cum iam in fine viae, et summum victoria nutat; anguicomam monstri effigiem, saevissima visu ora, movet sive ille Erebo seu finxit in astus temporis, innumera certe formidine cultum tollit in astra nefas.
Thinking the time at last ripe for favour, he enters the rough  spaces of the dusty course, now that the tracks are ending and final victory wavers. The figure of a monster with snaky hair, a dreadful visage, he either moved from Erebus or framed as a device for the nonce; certain it is that he raised this abomination decked with countless terrors into the upper world.
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