Birthing the New World
Posted on Jul 29th, 2006
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Tia
Tia
Even so a bird, near to giving birth, already careful, already afraid, wonders on what branch to hang her vacant house; here she foresees winds, here thinks anxiously of serpents, here of men; finally as she doubts, a shady place takes her fancy; scarce has she alighted on the stranger boughs and all at once she loves the tree.
Statius, Achilleid
Statius, Achilleid
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