Cum subit illius tristissima noctis imago, quod mihi supremum tempus in urbe fuit, cum repeto noctem, qua tot mihi cara reliqui, labitur ex oculis nunc quoque gutta meis.
When steals upon me the gloomy memory of that night which marked my latest hours in the city'when I recall that night on which I left so many things dear to me, even now from my eyes the teardrops fall.
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