Iam premit astra dies humilique ex aequore Titan rorantes evolvit equos et ab aethere magno sublatum curru pelagus cadit; at vada mater Scyria iamdudum fluctus emensa tenebat, exierantque iugo fessi delphines erili, cum pueri tremefacta quies oculique patentes infusum sensere diem.
Now day presses down the stars and Titan rolls his dripping steeds from out the low and level waters and the sea raised by his chariot falls from the vast sky.  But the mother had already crossed the waves and was safe on Scyros shore, the weary dolphins had left their mistress yoke, when the boys sleep was shaken and his wide eyes felt daylight pouring in.
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