adsunt innumero circum vaga Somnia vultu, vera simul falsis permixtaque flumina flammis  Noctis opaca cohors, trabibusque ac postibus haerent, aut tellure iacent.
Around him are wandering dreams of countless aspect, true mingled with false, sad with comforting (?), the dim troop of Night; they cling to the rafters and doorposts or lie on the ground.
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