Three times I tried to fling my arms around her neck, three times I embraced—nothing... her phantom sifting… — Virgil
Three times I tried to fling my arms around her neck,
three times I embraced—nothing... her phantom
sifting through my fingers,
light as wind, quick as a dream in flight.
Ter conatus ibi collo dare bracchia circum;
Ter frustra comprensa manus effugit imago.
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