quando te dulci Latio remittent Dalmatae montes, ubi Dite viso pallidus fossor redit erutoque concolor auro?   ecce me natum propiore terra non tamen portu retinent amoeno desides Baiae liticenque notus Hectoris armis.
When shall Dalmatias mountains send you back to sweet Latium'Dalmatia, where the miner sees Dis and returns all pale, the color of the gold he has dug out? As for me, born though I was in a less distant land, yet lazy Baiae does not hold me in her pleasant haven nor the trumpeter known to Hectors arms.
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