aspera quisque hortamenta sibi referat: meus, heu! meus atris Ticini frater ripis iacet; at meus alta metitur stagna Eridani sine funere natus.
Let each man recall the griefs that urge him on: My brother, alas! my own brother is lying on the fatal banks of the Ticinus; or My son, unburied, is measuring the depth of the river Po.
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