gliscit Elissaeo violentior ira tyranno: tu solve interea nobis, bone ianitor urbis, supplicium, ut pandas, inquit, tua moenia leto.
The wrath of the Tyrian leader waxed yet fiercer: You, worthy keeper of the citys gates, shall first suffer death at my hands, and by your death throw open the walls.
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