pro quo continui montes et frigida rupes et datur inculto tramite dura quies; et quodcumque meae possunt narrare querelae, cogor ad argutas dicere solus aves.
My reward for this is endless hills, cold rock, and comfortless repose in the trails of the wilderness. And all that my dissatisfaction can express I am forced to utter in solitude to the twittering birds.
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