Anna, vides toto properari litore circum; undique convenere; vocat iam carbasus auras, puppibus et laeti nautae imposuere coronas.
Anna, you see the bustle all along the shore; from all sides they have gathered; already the canvas invites the breeze, and the joyous sailors have crowned the sterns with garlands.
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