I (neque enim tantos ausim revocare paratus), i cautus, nec vana Thetin timuisse memento, i felix nosterque redi! nimis improba posco: iam te sperabunt lacrimis planctuque decorae Troades optabuntque tuis dare colla catenis et patriam pensare toris, aut ipsa placebit Tyndaris, incesta nimium laudata rapina.
Go! I would not dare to recall such mighty preparations. Go, but have a care. Remember, Thetis fears were not idle. Go and luck be with you, and come back still mine. I ask too much, overbold. Soon the pretty Trojan girls with their tears and beating of breasts shall hope for you and pray to submit their necks to your chains, bartering country for couch; or Tyndareus daughter herself will please you, praised  overmuch for a wanton rape.
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