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“Now call back Your courage, and have done with fear and sorrow. Some day, perhaps, remembering even this Will be a pleasure. Through diversities Of luck, and through so many challenges, We hold our course for Latium" Line 275”

Quote by Virgil

Book:The Aeneid
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The Aeneid

The Aeneid is an epic poem written by the ancient Roman poet Virgil. It narrates the journey of Aeneas, a Trojan hero, after the fall of Troy, his travels, and his eventual establishment of the city of Rome. The poem is renowned for its rich symbolism, complex characters, and profound exploration of themes such as fate, duty, and the human condition. more

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Virgil, a Roman poet, was born on October 15, 70 BC and died on September 21, 19 BC. He is one of the greatest poets in ancient Rome and is known for his epic poem, 'The Aeneid'. more

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Aeneid
Book:The Aeneid (Penguin Classics) [Paperback] [2003] (Author) Virgil, David West
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