Quid primum mediumque canam, quo fine quiescam? auratasne trabes an Mauros undique postes an picturata lucentia marmora vena mirer an emissas per cuncta cubilia Nymphas? huc oculis, huc mente trahor venerabile dicam lucorum senium?
What shall I sing to begin with or halfway, on what ending shall I fall silent? Shall I wonder at gilded beams or Moorish doorposts everywhere or marble lucent with colors or water discharged through every bedchamber? Eyes draw me one way, mind another. Shall I tell of the venerable age of the groves?
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