Virgil Quote

Now, prostrate by an unmeant wound,
In death he welters on the ground,
And gazing on Italian skies
Of his loved Argos dreams, and dies.


Aeneid (29–19 BC) - Book X

Picture Quote 1

Now, prostrate by an unmeant wound, In death he welters on the ground, And gazing on Italian skies Of his loved Argos dreams, and dies.

Picture Quote 2

Now, prostrate by an unmeant wound, In death he welters on the ground, And gazing on Italian skies Of his loved Argos dreams, and dies.

Picture Quote 3

Now, prostrate by an unmeant wound, In death he welters on the ground, And gazing on Italian skies Of his loved Argos dreams, and dies.

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Now, prostrate by an unmeant wound, In death he welters on the ground, And gazing on Italian skies Of his loved Argos dreams, and dies.