viden, ut geminae stant vertice cristae et pater ipse suo superum iam signat honore? en huius, nate, auspiciis illa incluta Roma imperium terris, animos aequabit Olympo, septemque una sibi muro circumdabit arces, felix prole virum: qualis Berecyntia mater invehitur curru Phrygias turrita per urbes laeta deum partu, centum complexa nepotes, omnis caelicolas, omnis supera alta tenentis.
Do you see how twin plumes stand upright on his head and how the Father of the gods stamps him with divine majesty? Lo, under his auspices, my son, shall that glorious Rome extend her empire to earths ends, her ambitions to the skies, and shall embrace seven hills with a single citys wall, blessed in a brood of heroes; even as the Berecyntian mother, turret-crowned, rides in her chariot through Phrygian towns, happy in a progeny of gods, clasping a hundred grandsons, all denizens of heaven, all tenants of celestial heights.
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