excutior somno et summi fastigia tecti ascensu supero atque arrectis auribus adsto: in segetem veluti cum flamma furentibus Austris incidit, aut rapidus montano flumine torrens sternit agros, sternit sata laeta boumque labores praecipitesque trahit silvas; stupet inscius alto accipiens sonitum saxi de vertice pastor.
I shake myself from sleep and, climbing to the roofs topmost height, stand with straining ears: even as, when fire falls on a cornfield while south winds are raging, or the rushing torrent from a mountain stream lays low the fields, lays low the glad crops and labours of oxen and drags down forests headlong, spellbound the bewildered shepherd hears the roar from a rocks lofty peak.
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