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"First, when dawn strews new light across the earth,
And the birds flying through the pathless woods
In the soft air fill with their liquid notes,
So varied and so sweet, the place below,
We see then plain and manifest to all
How suddenly the rising sun is wont
To clothe the world and flood it with his light."
Lucretius, De Rerum Natura, Book II Lines 144-149