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Before the guests get drunk,
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dignify the feast with a song.
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The gods know
what those performances cost me...
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But since Apollo
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blessed me with a gift,
l shouldn't waste it.
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Though my sore throat...
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- Don't be cruel, sing!
- Do sing, oh Caesar! Please!
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For you...
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l sing, oh my only one.
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ln pain...
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l offer you my song...
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You are away, oh woe me!
The lilies don mourning,
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Water grows bitter with poison,
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Wine turns into vinegar.
Come, make lilies
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white again,
Give water back its taste,
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And let wine regain
its nectaric sweetness.
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As to the music,
envy should make Orpheus
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as green as Lucan is now.
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As to the verses...
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Pity they are not worse,
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because then l could find
fitting words of praise.
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l saw you