et te iam fecerat illi mens animusque patrem, necdum moresve decorve; tu tamen et vinctas etiamnunc murmure voces vagitumque rudem fletusque infantis amabas.
And your mind and will had already made you his father, not yet his ways and beauty, but even then you loved his words cry-fettered, his innocent wails and infant weeping.
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