vix mihi bissenos annorum torserat orbes vita rudis, volucris cum iam praevertere cervos et Lapithas cogebat equos praemissaque cursu tela sequi; saepe ipse gradu me praepete Chiron, dum velox aetas, campis admissus agebat omnibus, exhaustumque vago per gramina passu laudabat gaudens atque in sua terga levabat.
Scarce had my raw life turned twice six years when he had me run faster than the swift stags and Lapith horses and chase the darts I flung. Often would Chiron himself, while his age ran swift, pursue me at gallop all over the plains in headlong career, and when I was exhausted in my wanderings through the meads he would joyfully praise me and hoist me onto his back.
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