nos Phryga semivirum portus et litora circum Argolica incesta volitantem puppe feremus? usque adeo nusquam arma et equi, fretaque invia Grais? quid si nunc aliquis patriis rapturus ab oris Deidamian eat viduaque e sede revellat attonitam et magni clamantem nomen Achillis? illius ad capulum rediit manus ac simul ingens impulit ora rubor; tacuit contentus Ulixes.
Shall we endure a Phrygian half-man roaming around Argive coasts and harbours with his filthy boat? So true is it that our arms and horses are no more and the seas impenetrable to men of Greece? How if one were now to come to carry off Deidamia from her native land, pluck her in dismay from her widowed dwelling as she calls on great Achilles name? The others hand went to his swordhilt and a deep flush struck his face. Ulysses was content and said no more.
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