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horace-works_62		horace-works_62			.txt	text/plain	604	18	61	Me, when a child, and fatigued with play, in sleep the woodland doves, famous in story, covered with green leaves in the Apulian Vultur, just without the limits of my native Apulia; so that it was matter of wonder to all that inhabit the nest of lofty Acherontia, the Bantine Forests, and the rich soil of low Ferentum, how I could sleep with my body safe from deadly vipers and ravenous bears; how I could be covered with sacred laurel and myrtle heaped together, though a child, not animated without the[ inspiration of the] gods. We are aware how he, who rules the inactive earth and the stormy main, the cities also, and the dreary realms[ of hell], and alone governs with a righteous sway both gods and the human multitude, how he took off the impious Titans and the gigantic troop by his falling thunderbolts.	./cache/horace-works_62.txt	./txt/horace-works_62.txt