Her clear conscience mocked rumour’s mendacity, But we are a mob prone to credit sin. — Ovid, Fasti
Her clear conscience mocked rumour’s mendacity, But we are a mob prone to credit sin. — Ovid, Fasti
Her clear conscience mocked rumour’s mendacity, But we are a mob prone to credit sin. — Ovid, Fasti
Her clear conscience mocked rumour’s mendacity, But we are a mob prone to credit sin. — Ovid, Fasti
Her clear conscience mocked rumour’s mendacity, But we are a mob prone to credit sin. — Ovid, Fasti
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Her clear conscience mocked rumour’s mendacity, But we are a mob prone to credit sin.

— Ovid, Fasti
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