Tollimur in coelum curvato gurgite, et idem Subductâ ad manes imos descendimus undâ. Ter scopuli clamorem inter cava saxa dedere; Ter spumam elisam, et rorantia vidimus astra. Lay her aloof, the sea grows dangerous: How it spits against the clouds! how it capers, And how the fiery element frights it back! There be devils dancing in the air, I think.…
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