at scelerata iacet sedes in nocte profunda abdita, quam circum flumina nigra sonant: Tisiphoneque impexa feros pro crinibus angues saevit et huc illuc impia turba fugit; tum niger in porta serpentum Cerberus ore stridet et aeratas excubat ante fores.
But the Wicked Place lies buried in the gulf of night; and round it black rivers roar. There storms Tisiphone, wild snakes her unkempt hair; and this way and that way flees the godless crowd. Then at the gate upon black Cerberus hiss his wide-mouthed snakes as he keeps his sentry-watch before the bronzeshod doors.
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