in cuius opacitate, cum me meus Ecdicius inlustrat, pilae vacamus, sed hoc eo usque, donec arborum imago contractior intra spatium ramorum recussa cohibeatur atque illic aleatorium lassis consumpto sphaeristerio faciat.
In that dark shelter, when my dear Ecdicius sheds his lustre upon me, we find recreation at ball, but only until the diminishing shadow of the trees is driven backward and confined within the range of the branches and makes there a dicing-space for people tired after their ball-game.
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