memini, quamvis urgente procella sic nemus immotis subito requiescere ramis, et dixi: deus hinc, certe deus expulit euros. nec mora; Parrhasiae sonuerunt sibila cannae.
I remember how, despite the swoop of a storm, the grove, even as now, sank sudden into peace with boughs at rest. And I said, A god, surely a god has driven the east winds hence. Forthwith the Parrhasian reeds let their notes go free.
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