Returning

                I had left my home nowhere.
                The members of my family have accompanied me.
                Even Varron was glad.
                I walked at balcony,
                the wind had tugged my tunic.
                All  around  after an exile had alarmed me.
                I had heard sandalies rustling on the sands.
                That is the spring in Tusculan.
                Tullius sends you his hallow.


               

               
 


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