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All-devouring time, envious age, Nought can escape you, and by slow degrees, Worn by your teeth, all things will lingering die.

Ovid

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Ovid
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Publius Ovidius Naso
P. Ovidius Naso
Slow
Teeth
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Nought
Dies
Devouring
Age
Lingering
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Envious
Time
Worn
Escape

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