Quamvis tonet ruinis Miscens aequora ventus, Tu conditus quieti Felix robore valli Duces serenus aevum Ridens aetheris iras.
Then though the wind thunder and make A ruinous turmoil of the troubled sea, You, safe settled and content Within your own strong walls, Will quietly live your life Smiling at all the anger of the skies.
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