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LXIII

Ipsa gravis non sum, sed aqua mihi pondus inhaeret;
Viscera tota tument patulis diffusa cavernis;
Intus lympha latet, sed non se sponte profundit.

Peck:

Not heavy, I, with water, weighty grow,
Diffused through all my yawning caves 't will go,
Nor of its own accord will outward flow.

Ohl:

I myself am not heavy, but weight of water clings to me. All my inward parts swell out in spreading caverns opened wide. The liquid lurks within, but of its own accord does not pour forth.

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