ducitur infelix ad moenia summa futuri nescia virgo mali et falsae commissa sorori; lilia per vernos lucent velut alba colores praecipue, quis vita brevis totusque parumper floret honor fuscis et iam notus imminet alis.
Ignorant of future ill, surrendering herself to her feigned sister, the hapless maid is led to the summit of the walls: even as white lilies gleam conspicuous through the hues of springtime, lilies whose life is short and their glory reigns but for a while and already the dark pinions of the South wind hover near.
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