et vigilum turbata quies, quibus ipse malorum fingebat simulacra Sopor: ruit ilicet omnem prospectum lustrans armata indagine miles.
The slumber of the sentinels was disturbed; Sleep himself gave them images of woe. Straightway soldiers rush in, ranging over all in sight with an armed net.
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