Quid deinde relictum, crastina cur Tyrios lux non deducat ad urbem, deseris in tantis puppim si, Paule, procellis? testor caelicolas, inquit, ni damna gubernas crudelis belli vivisque in turbine tanto invitus, plus, Paule (dolor verba aspera dictat) plus Varrone noces.
What still remains, he cried, to prevent the enemy from marching on Rome to-morrow, if you, Paulus, abandon the ship in such a storm? By Heaven I swear'if my words are harsh, grief prompts them'that, unless you take command in this terrible war and live on against your will amid the tempest, you are more guilty even than Varro.
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