nonne vides ut turibulis frigentibus ignis marceat, ut canis pigrescat pruna favillis? ecce Palatinus pateram retinere minister non valet, elisa destillant balsama dextra, flamen et ipse suas miratur vertice laurus cedere, et incertum frustratur victima ferrum.
Seest thou not how the flame is wasting away in the cold censers, the fire dying in the white ashes? See, the servant of the palace cannot hold the bowl; his hand is broken and lets the balsams spill over. The very flamen wonders at his bay-leaves slipping from his head, and the victim disappoints the unsteady knife.
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