“No safety can the vanquished find
Till hope of safety be resigned”;
“Mixtoque insania luctu
Et furiis agitatus amor et conscia virtus”:
“A warrior’s pride, a father’s pain,
In mingled madness glow”;
“Sed neque currentem se nec cognoscit euntem
Tollentemve manu saxumque immane moventem”
(how well in the heavy movement of the last line the sound echoes the sense!—a beauty which the translator certainly misses):
“Running, he knew not that he ran: