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117 Tuesday, 30 April 1751

Quam juvat immites ventos audire cubantem —
Aut, gelidas hybernus aquas c u m fuderit auster,
Securum somnos, imbre juvante, sequi!
[Tibullus, Eleg. I i 45 8]

How sweet in sleep to pass the careless hours,
Lull'd by the beating wind and dashing show'rs!
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