[In the opera’s vaults]
O tempora
per corpora vacantia
fracta subagit iam lux et palude
hiemali
ulcerans.
De brama aurora fingitur!
Ut nitens cunctas vitas
adversum rabidos exhuriat
fures flammulae.
MARA PALTRINIERI
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