hic, qualis flatu placidum mare matutino horrificans Zephyrus proclivas incitat undas Aurora exoriente vagi sub limina Solis, quae tarde primum clementi flamine pulsae procedunt, leviterque sonant plangore cachinni, post vento crescente magis magis increbrescunt purpureaque procul nantes ab luce refulgent, sic tum vestibuli linquentes regia tecta ad se quisque vago passim pede discedebant.
Hereupon, as the west wind ruffling the quiet sea with its breath at morn urges on the sloping waves, when the Dawn is rising up to the gates of the travelling Sun, the waters slowly at first, driven by gentle breeze, step on and lightly sound with plash of laughter; then as the breeze grows fresh they crowd on close and closer, and floating afar reflect a brightness from the crimson light; so now, leaving the royal buildings of the portal, hither and thither variously with devious feet the guests passed away.
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