Non sum qualis eram bonae sub regno Cynarae.

“Ciel est toujours aussi bleu…”

I have forgot much, Cinara ! Gone with the wind
Flung roses, rose riotously with the throng
Dancing, to put thy pale, lost lilies out of mind…

Ernest Dawson.

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