Namque alia extento sunt corpore pulveremque verrunt Continuumque trahunt vi pectoris incitata sulcum, Sunt quibus alarum levitas vaga verberetque ventos Et liquido longi spatia aetheris enatet volatu, Haec pressisse solo vestigia gressibusque gaudent Vel virides campos transmittere vel subire silvas.
For some are long in body and sweep the dust And draw a continuous furrow, moved by their bellys power; There are those the lightness of whose wandering wings beats on the winds And floats in the spaces of the ether far with flight so smooth; These others delight to press their footprints in the ground, and with their steps To cross green fields, or pass beneath the woods.
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