hinc tibi, quae semper, vicino ab limite saepes Hyblaeis apibus florem depasta salicti saepe levi somnum suadebit inire susurro; hinc alta sub rupe canet frondator ad auras: nec tamen interea raucae, tua cura, palumbes, nec gemere aria cessabit turtur ab ulmo.
On this side, as of old, on your neighbours border, the hedge whose willow blossoms are sipped by Hyblas bees shall often with its gentle hum soothe you to slumber; on that, under the towering rock, the woodmans song shall fill the air; while still the cooing wood pigeons, your pets, and the turtle dove shall cease not their moaning from the elm tops.
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