tum loca plena deo, dites sine vomere glebas ostentat senior laetaque ita mente profatur: has umbras nemorum et connexa cacumina caelo calcatosque Iovi lucos prece, Bostar, adora.
Then that old man showed us the places which the god fills with his presence, and the fields that bear crops without the plough; and thus he addressed us with cheerful heart: Bostar, bow down in prayer before these shady woods, this roof that soars to heaven, and these groves where Jupiter has trodden.
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