unum, Roma, diem; sed non te crastina nobis lux umquam eripiet, descendat Iupiter ipse in terras licet.
Rome, you may thank the winds and stormy weather, forsooth! for a single days reprieve; but the morrow shall never snatch you from my grasp, not if Jupiter descends to earth in person.
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