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SAEPE tibi studioso animo uenante requirens
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I HAVE often cast about with busy questing mind
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carmina uti possem mittere Battiadae,
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how I could send to you some poems of Callimachus,
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qui te lenirem nobis, neu conarere
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with which I might make you placable to me, and that you might not try
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tela infesta mittere in usque caput,
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to send a shower of missiles to reach my head;
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hunc uideo mihi nunc frustra sumptum esse laborem,
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but now I see that this labour has been taken by me in vain,
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Gelli, nec nostras hic ualuisse preces.
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Gellius, and that my prayers have here availed nothing.
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contra nos tela ista tua euitabimus amictu
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Now in return I will parry those missiles of yours by wrapping my cloak round my arm;
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at fixus nostris tu dabis supplicium.
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but you shall be pierced by mine and punished.
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