vellem hunc, o tristia nobis Taygeta, hunc unum non durassetis opacis Eurotae ripis! vidissem moenia flammis Phoenissae ruere, aut certe non horrida fata flevissem ducis et, nulla quos morte nec igni exutos servans portabo in Tartara, luctus.
Glad had I been if Taygeta, so cruel to us, had made an exception of Xanthippus, and not hardened him on the shady banks of the Eurotas. Then I should have seen the walls of Didob overthrown in flames; or at least I should not have mourned the dreadful doom of Regulus'a sorrow which no death or funeral fire can ever take from me, but I shall keep it and carry it with me to Tartarus.
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