namque in caeruleo candens nitet orbita mundo ceu missura diem subito caelumque recludens, ac veluti viridis discernit semita campos quam terit assiduo renovans iter orbita tractu.
It shines like a glowing path in the dark-blue of the heavens, as though it would suddenly open up the sky and let forth the light of day, or like a track running through green fields, a track worn by the constant passage of cart-wheels repeating the same journey.
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