alter dicat opus magni mirabile mundi, qualis in immenso desederit aere tellus, qualis et in curvum pontus confluxerit orbem, et, vagus e terris qua surgere nititur aer, huic ut contextus passim fluat igneus aether, pendentique super claudantur ut omnia caelo: at quodcumque meae poterunt audere camenae, seu tibi par poterunt seu, quod spes abnuit, ultra sive minus (certeque canent minus), omne vovemus hoc tibi, nec tanto careat mihi nomine charta.
Let another tell of the great worlds wondrous fabric, how the Earth sank down in the measureless Air and how the Sea streamed over the round globe; and how, where the shifting Air strives to rise from the Earth, conjoined to it closely far and wide undulates the fiery Ether, and how all is shut in above by the hanging Firmament. All efforts of my muses daring, whether they can reach thy level or whether (but this Hope grants not) they rise above it or they fall below (and below it surely will they fall), I dedicate to thee; nor must a name so great be wanting to my page.
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