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So does he strive to rescue your shade from the pyre and wages a mighty contest with Death, wearying the efforts of artists and seeking to love you in every material. But beauty created by toil of cunning hand is mortal.
The crowd is at silent odds with the prince. As is the way of a populace, the man of the future is the favorite.
Yet no stiff and frowning face was hers, no undue austerity in her manners, but gay and simple loyalty, charm blended with modesty.
They wonder in silence and turn pale for the dubious thunderbolt.
Blind counsels of the wicked! Crime cowardly ever!
What the morrow's years might bring 'twas sin for man to know.
Vast as the starry Serpent, that on high Tracks the clear ether, and divides the sky, And southward winding from the Northern Wain, Shoots to remoter spheres its glittering train.
Whoever worships the gods in good faith, loves their priests too.
Grief and mad wrath devoured his soul, and hope, heaviest of mortal cares when long deferred.
Give time, a little delay; impulse is ever a bad servant.
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Publius Papinius Statius was a Roman poet of the 1st century AD. His surviving Latin poetry includes an epic in twelve books, the Thebaid; a collection of occasional poetry, the Silvae; and an unfinished epic, the Achilleid.
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