Caspia non aliter magnorum in strage iuvencum tigris, ubi immenso rabies placata cruore lassavitque genas et crasso sordida tabo confudit maculas, spectat sua facta doletque defecisse famem: victus sic augur inerrat caedibus Aoniis; optet nunc bracchia centum centenasque in bella manus; iam taedet inertes exhaurire animas, hostemque assurgere mallet.
Not otherwise does a Caspian tigress in the slaughter of great steers, when her rage has been appeased by measureless bloodshed and she has wearied her jaws and blurred her stripes with foul, thick gore, survey her deeds and grieve that her hunger fails. So the exhausted augur wanders among Aonian carnage. Now would he pray for a hundred arms and a hundred hands for warfare. Now he is weary of draining away torpid lives  and would rather wish the enemy to rise against him.
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