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A. P. 270.
45.
Which, having slipped down to the left knee of the Kneeler,
Has stuck between the bent knee and the head of the Winged One.
A. P. 275.
For the Winged One is a bird, which flies
Under the broad canopy of the sky, and creeping, cuts the air with twin wings.
The other part of it is obscure and devoid of light,
50.
The other burns with neither small nor bright lights,
But sheds a mediocre light, shaking it from its body.
A. P. 280.
This one strives to strike the right palm of Cepheus with its right foot;
Already indeed the hoof of the strong Horse is inclined,
Near the wing of the feathered body.
55.
But that Horse itself, gliding, is held by both
Fishes; its neck is stroked by the right hand of Aquarius.
The force of this Horse visits the setting of the earth later,
A. P. 285.
Than Capricorn, breathing forth cold from its strong body
In the great circle with a bristly body,
60.
Which, when Titan has clothed it with perpetual light,
Bending, turns its chariot in the wintry time.
Beware that you do not strive to entrust yourself to the sea in this month.
For the daily space will not glide long,
Nor will the winter night be turned quickly in its course.
A. P. 290.
The humid dawn will not show itself to your complaints
65.
Very quickly, as the herald of the bright sun.
But the South wind will strike the sea with strong forces.
Then your body, split with trembling cold, will be shaken:
A. P. 295.
But nevertheless, the years now glide through the whole time.