risit nube sedens vani conamina coepti et telum procul in ventos dimisit Apollo, ac super his: nimium es iuvenis nimiumque superbis: sperato absistas.
But Apollo, seated on a cloud, mocked his fruitless endeavour and sent the weapon wide into the distant air. Then he spoke: Too insolent, too bold are you: give up your design.
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