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And now with greater speed you pursue the hare, the light deer,
And the Iberian Spaniard in full flight:
And you trap them, as a hare in its own lair,
Those who now lie hidden in the citadel of Aduatica;
And seizing the ancestral citadel more quickly,
You crown your time with a great laurel.
Or the soldier, who has delayed magnanimous actions,
While he hides himself entirely in a heaped mound of earth,
Lest he be banished and put to flight from his tomb;
He, also taught to go around these
Obstacles, you enclose within a wider
Boundary, and brand onto the back
Of the Spaniard the marks of the Orange Dutch/Orangist triumph.