Ovid (Metamorphoses 15.871–2):
JÄmqu(e) ÅpÅs | Ä“xÄ“|gÄ«, quÅd | nÄ“c JÅvÄs | Ä«ră nÄ•c | Ä«gnÄ«s
nÄ“c pÅtÄ•|rÄ«t fÄ“r|rÅ«m nÄ•c Ä•|dÄx ăbÅ|lÄ“rÄ• vÄ•|tÅ«stÄs.
And now I have completed a work that neither the wrath of Jupiter nor fire nor the sword nor gluttonous Time can do away with.
Because just being ære perennius is underachieving.
The same stress pattern observed earlier holds here as well.
[For aboleo.]
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