heu quibus adsum colloquiis? cui me hospitio Fortuna revexit? extinguine mea (fatis id defuit unum) speravi te posse manu? talisve reliqui has ego, amice, domos? quod si iam bella manebant et placitum hoc superis, nonne haec mea iustius essent funera meque tuus potius nunc plangeret error? nec Clarii nunc antra dei quercusqueTonantis arguerem; talesne acies, talesne triumphos sorte dabant? tantumque nefas mens conscia vatum conticuit, patriae exitium crudele senectae et tot acerba canens! heu divis visa sinistris regna mihi! quinam reditus? quae me hospita tellus accipiet? quae non primis prohibebit harenis? invidere dei, ne Phasidis arva remoti et Scythicas populatus opes haec rursus adirem litora, neve tuos irem tunc ultor in hostes.
Ah, what colloquy is this of ours! to how strange a welcome has Fortune brought me back! Thought I ever that my hand could lay thee low (that alone was lacking to my destiny), or was I so minded, friend, when I left these dwellings? Yet if it was still our doom to fight, and the gods above so willed it, were it not more just that I should now be lying dead, and thou rather at fault and grieving over me? Nor should I now be blaming the grotto of the Clarian god and the oak trees of the Thunderer; was it such battles, such triumphs they appointed me? Could the seers in their knowledge keep silence of such horrors, when they sang of the cruel death of my aged sire and of so much woe beside? Alas, under heavens displeasure did I see this realm! where now can I return? what land will receive me with friendly welcome? what land will not debar me even from its extremest shore? Heaven has begrudged me that having ravaged the lands of distant Phasis and the wealth of Scythia I should return to these shores, or march then to avenge thee on thy foes.
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