Quare facta virum multantes vindice poena, Eumenides, quibus anguino redimita capillo frons expirantis praeportat pectoris iras, huc huc adventate, meas audite querellas, quas ego, vae, misera extremis proferre medullis cogor inops, ardens, amenti caeca furore.
Therefore, O ye that visit the deeds of men with vengeful pains, ye Eumenides, whose foreheads bound with snaky hair announce the wrath which breathes from your breast, hither, hither haste, hear my complaints which I (ah, unhappy!) bring forth from my inmost heart perforce, helpless, burning, blinded with raging frenzy.
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