Golden was that first age which unconstrained, With heart and soul, obedient to no law, Gave honor to good faith and righteousness. No punishment they knew, no fear; they read no penalties engraved on plates of bronze. No suppliant throng with dread beheld their judge; No judges hat they then, but lived secure. No pine had yet, on its high mountain felled, Descended to the sea to find strange lands Afar; men knew no shores exept their own. No battlements their cities yet embraced, No trumpets straight, no horns of sinuous brass, No sword, no helmet then - no need of arms; The world untroubled lived it leisured ease. Earth willingly, untouched, unwounded yet By hoe or plough, gave all her bountous store;
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Remark: The text is an excerpt from Ovid's metamorphoses, if you speak Latin read it
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