But the queen--too long she has suffered the pain of love,
hour by hour nursing the wound with her lifeblood,
consumed by the fire buried in her heart. [...]
His looks, his words, they pierce her heart and cling--
no peace, no rest for her body, love will give her none.

Virgil

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The signs of the old flame, I know them well.
I pray that the earth gape deep enough to take me down
or the almighty Father blast me with one bolt to the shades,
the pale, glimmering shades in hell, the pit of night,
before I dishonor you, my conscience, break your laws.

Virgil

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..and why the winter suns so rush to bathe themselves in the sea
and what slows down the nights to a long lingering crawl...

Virgil

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O fortunatos nimium sua si bona norint, agricolas

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There's a snake hidden in the grass. Virgil. Ecologues,no. 3.1.1o8

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Love Conquers All

Virgil

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Each of us bears his own Hell.

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Nimium ne crede colori

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Death twitches my ear;
'Live,' he says...
'I'm coming.

Virgil

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Arma virumque cano........."
*Literally: "I sing of arms and man".
__I sing the praises of a man's struggles__”
Translation of the opening verses of the first book of Virgil´s Aeneid, by John Dryden( XVII century)
"Arms, and the man I sing, who, forc\'d by fate,
And haughty Juno\'s unrelenting hate,
Expell\'d and exil\'d, left the Trojan shore.
Long labors, both by sea and land, he bore,
And in the doubtful war, before he won
The Latian realm, and built the destin\'d town;
His banish\'d gods restor\'d to rites divine,
And settled sure succession in his line,
From whence the race of Alban fathers come,
And the long glories of majestic Rome".

Virgil

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