“No, had I e'en a hundred tongues,
A hundred mouths, and iron lungs,
Those types of guilt I could not show,
Nor tell the forms of penal woe.”

—  John Conington

Source: Translations, The Aeneid of Virgil (1866), Book VI, p. 215

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