nam procul Oebalios in nubila condere discos et liquidam nodare palen et spargere caestus ludus erat requiesque mihi; nec maior in istis sudor, Apollineo quam fila sonantia plectro cum quaterem priscosque virum mirarer honores.
For to hide Oebalian quoits far up in the sky and knot holds in the slippery wrestling match and scatter boxing gloves were my play and relaxation, and toil therein no greater than when I plucked the sounding strings with Apollos quill and marvelled at the glories of the men of old.
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