iam pridem invisus divis et inutilis annos demoror, ex quo me divum pater atque hominum rex fulminis adflavit ventis et contigit igni.
Hated of heaven and useless, I have long stayed the years, ever since the father of gods and king of men breathed upon me with the winds of his bolt and touched me with his fire.
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