Verum ubi depositis saepsit sese aggere telis, laeta serenati facies aperitur Olympi, nullaque tam mitem credas habuisse Tonantem fulmina, nec placido commota tonitrua caelo.
But when the invader had laid down his arms and was protected by his ramparts, the skies cleared and the face of heaven smiled again: it was hard to believe that so benign a Jupiter had lately wielded bolts and vexed with his thunders a sky so peaceful.
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