Ille, velut primos exspiraturus ad austros mollibus in pratis alte flos improbus exstat, sic tener ante diem vultu gressuque superbo vicerat aequales multumque reliquerat annos.
Like a flower destined to die at the first south winds, standing high, too high, in a soft meadow, so prematurely in countenance and proud step the child was surpassing his peers, leaving his years far behind.
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