at certe semper amabo, semper maesta tua carmina morte canam, qualia sub densis ramorum concinit umbris Daulias absumpti fata gemens Ityli):
But surely I shall always love thee, always sing strains of mourning from thy death, as under the thick shadows of the boughs sings the Daulian bird bewailing the fate of Itylus lost):
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