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“You start in April and cross to the time of May One has you as it leaves, one as it comes Since the edges of these months are yours and defer To you, either of them suits your praises. The Circus continues and the theatre's lauded palm, Let this song, too, join the Circus spectacle.”

Quote by Ovid

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Ovid, born on March 20, 43 BC and died in 1 BC, was a renowned Roman poet of the ancient world. His works are diverse, including love poems, mythological poems, and satirical poems, with 'Metamorphoses' being his most famous work. more

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