ex illo quantos iuvenis premat anxius ignes, testis ego attonitus, quantum me nocte dieque urguentem ferat: haud ulli vehementior umquam incubui, genetrix, iterataque vulnera fodi.
Ever since, I am witness in my wonderment to what fires the tormented youth keeps down, how night and day he bears my urging. None, mother, did I ever lean upon harder, thrusting wound on wound.
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