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Sentence #6777966

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This sentence was initially added as a translation of sentence #6777900Ce peu de mots à peine a redoublé leur rage ; / soudain, tels que dans l'ombre, avides de ravage, / court de loups dévorants un affreux bataillon, / qu'irrite de la faim le pressant aiguillon, / et que les fruits affreux de leur amour sauvage / attendent dans la nuit, altérés de carnage ; / au centre de la ville, au plus fort des combats, / nous volons à la gloire, ou plutôt au trépas. / Sur nous la nuit étend ses ailes ténébreuses..

Then, like wolves ravening in a black fog, whom mad malice of hunger hath driven blindly forth, and their cubs left behind await with throats unslaked; through the weapons of the enemy we march to certain death, and hold our way straight into the town. Night's sheltering shadow flutters dark around us.

added by Objectivesea, March 17, 2018