sed veneris tunc bella calent, scissosque capillos femina, perfractas conqueriturque fores; flet teneras subtusa genas: sed victor et ipse flet sibi dementes tam valuisse manus.
Then loves war rages hotly; and women lament that hair is torn and doors are broken. The fair weeps for the buffets on her tender cheek; but the conqueror weeps too that his mad hands were so strong;
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