However, Marcellus made his escape, and jesting with his own artificers and engineers,
‘Let us stop,’ said he,
‘fighting against this geometrical Briareus, who uses our ships like cups to ladle water from the sea, and has whipped and driven off in disgrace our sambuca, and with the many missiles which he shoots against us all at once, outdoes the hundred-handed monsters of mythology.’
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