heu quantis lassantem bracchia vidi planctibus et prono fusum super oscula vultu! vix famuli comitesque tenent, vix arduus ignis summovet.
Alas! with what blows of lamentation did I see him wearying his arms, spread out with face prone to kiss! Scarcely could his servants and friends restrain him, scarcely did the towering flames drive him away.
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