] Finis erat, lassusque putres iam Mulciber ibat in cineres; instant flammis multoque soporant imbre rogum, posito donec cum sole labores exhausti; seris vix cessit cura tenebris.
It was the end. Already weary Mulciber was subsiding into crumbling ash. They attack the flames and put the pyre to sleep with copious water, till their labours are exhausted along with the setting sun.
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