And when the rising sun has first breathed on us with his...

And when the rising sun has first breathed on us with his panting horses, over there the red evening-star is lighting his late lamps.

Georgics no. 1, l. 250

And when the rising sun has first breathed on us with his panting horses, over there the red evening-star is lighting his late lamps.

And when the rising sun has first breathed on us with his panting horses, over there the red evening-star is lighting his late lamps.

And when the rising sun has first breathed on us with his panting horses, over there the red evening-star is lighting his late lamps.

And when the rising sun has first breathed on us with his panting horses, over there the red evening-star is lighting his late lamps.