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Metamorphoses
Book 6, Line 14 by Henry T. Riley (English)
Still did she weep on; and, enveloped in a hurricane of mighty wind, she was borne away to her native land. There, fixed on the top of a mountain, she dissolves; and even yet does the marble distil tears.
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