Quote#Wisdom
A Prophetess inspir'd thou shalt behold
Quote byJohn Ogilby · 1600–1676
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Virgil's Æneis.
English (original)
A Prophetess inspir'd thou shalt behold Down in a Cave, who long hath Fate foretold; Which writ in Leaves, the Maid in order puts, And to secure, in hollow Marble shuts. They keep their Stations just as she design'd: But the Door op'ning, with the smallest Wind, The slender leaves do every way disperse.
— John Ogilby
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