The longest day is soon ended. — Pliny, the Younger
The longest day is soon ended. — Pliny, the Younger
The longest day is soon ended. — Pliny, the Younger
The longest day is soon ended. — Pliny, the Younger
The longest day is soon ended. — Pliny, the Younger
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The longest day is soon ended.

— Pliny, the Younger
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