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Nothing is so high and above all danger that is not below and in the power of God. [Lat., Nihil ita sublime est, supraque pericula tendit Non sit ut inferius suppositumque deo.]

Ovid

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Ovid
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Publius Ovidius Naso
P. Ovidius Naso
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