ille licet tristis senio nec voce serenus aspera contractae minitetur iurgia frontis, numquam inmanis erit, placida suetudine vultus qui semel inbuerit.
Though he be grim with age and, ungentle of voice, threaten harsh outbursts with frowning brows, never will he seem savage to one who has tutored his face to habitual calm.
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