(hunc utero quondam Dryope Phoenissa gravato rapta repente choris onerisque oblita ferebat, dumque trahit prensis taurum tibi cornibus, Euhan, procidit impulsus nimiis conatibus infans) tunc audax iaculis et capti pelle leonis pinea nodosae quassabat robora clavae increpitans: unusne, viri, tot caedibus unus ibit ovans Argos? vix credet Fama reverso.
Him once Phoenician Dryope bore in her laden womb, as suddenly snatched by the dancers she forgot her burden, and as she dragged a bull by the horn for your sake, Euhan, the child was pushed by her frantic efforts and fell forth. Then bold with spears and the hide of a captured lion, he was brandishing a knotty pinewood club, thus upbraiding them: Shall one man, warriors, one man go to Argos triumphing in so many slain? Fame will scarce believe him when he returns.
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