Hoc tam mite iugum docili cervice subirent Martis equi stabuloque feri Diomedis abacti et qui mutatis ignoti Solis habenis fulmineum Phaethonta Pado mersere iugales.
This yoke so mild Mars horses would endure with obedient neck, and those wild steeds stolen from the stable of Diomedes, and even that team which, when another than the Sun held their reins, plunged lightning-blasted Phathon in the Padus.
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