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Silenus Alcibiadis, sive Proteus

Jacob Cats

Flamma, fumo proxima.

QVisquis es, antiqui remoue monumenta caloris, A regno Dominę qui modò liber abis. Vera nec ora vide, moveat nec imago saliuam; Nec digitis gemmas, quas tulit illa, gere. Vulnus erit, leviter modò tacta sit, ęgra cicatrix, Ardorem revocat fomitis icta silex: Fax extincta recens trahit, ah! trahit eminus ignem, Et redit in flammam, quod vapor ante fuit.

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