non tibi ab hoste minae nec vis ait ulla propinquat nec metus; externo iam flammea murice cerno tegmina, iam vittas frondemque imbellis olivae.
No enemys threat, no violence or cause of fear draws nigh thee, she says; already I see their garments flame-bright with foreign dye, ay, and now their fillets and the peaceful olive leaves.
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