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378 They and their lordly elephants, I ween,
 * Their cars, their heavenly throne,

By lofty Time conferred, in Time were seen,
 * And lost through Time alone.

And yet again:

"Thus, having won kingly glory, quivering like the ear of a rogue elephant, take delight in her, but trust in wisdom only."

Here ends Book III, called "Crows and Owls," which treats of peace, war, and the other four expedients. The first verse runs: