Camenas respiceret; non ipse daret mihi forsitan aurem, ipse deus vacuam, longeque sonantia vota vocabula litora et ultima traiecit scilicet extremo non exaudiret in orbe.
no one would give a glance at my muses among the thorn-bushes: he himself, our divine sovereign himself, mayhap would never lend a leisured ear to me, nor hear,   in sooth, the distant sound of my prayers at earths furthest ends.
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