Praeterea modo cum fuerit liquidissima caeli tempestas, perquam subito fit turbida foede, undique uti tenebras omnis Acherunta rearis liquisse et magnas caeli complesse cavernas: usque adeo taetra nimborum nocte coorta inpendent atrae formidinis ora superne; quorum quantula pars sit imago dicere nemost qui possit neque eam rationem reddere dictis.
Besides, when the weather has but now been of the clearest, all on a sudden the sky becomes ugly and turbid, so that you might think all the darkness had deserted Acheron from all sides and filled full the great caverns of the sky: so completely has the loathsome night of clouds gathered together, and black faces of fear hang over us on high: of which clouds how small a fraction the image is, no man can tell or give any reasonable account.
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