sed media cecidere abrupta iuventa gaudia florentesque manu scidit Atropos annos, qualia pallentes declinant lilia culmos pubentesque rosae primos moriuntur ad austros, aut ubi verna novis exspirat purpura pratis.
But your joys fell earthwards, broken off in mid youth, and Atropos hand severed your blooming years, as lilies droop their paling stems and lush roses die at the first sirocco or as when vernal purple expires in fresh meadows.
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