Summa deum, Pietas, cuius gratissima caelo rara profanatas inspectant numina terras, huc vittata comam niveoque insignis amictu, qualis adhuc praesens nullaque expulsa nocentum fraude rudes populos atque aurea regna colebas, mitibus exsequiis ades et lugentis Etrusci cerne pios fletus laudataque lumina terge.
Piety, highest among deities, whose godhead beloved of heaven looks but rarely upon desecrated earth, come hither with fillets on your hair, shining in snow-white robe, as when present to aid nor yet expelled by sinners wrongdoing, you cared for primitive peoples and a golden reign. Come to a gentle funeral and behold the pious tears of sorrowing Etruscus, praise his eyes and wipe them.
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