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With pleased sounds the deer call to one another, |
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Eating the celery of the fields. |
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I have here admirable guests; |
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The lutes are struck, and the organ is blown [for them]; -- |
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The organ is blown till its tongues are all moving. |
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The baskets of offerings [also] are presented to them. |
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The men love me, |
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And will show me the perfect path. |
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With pleased sounds the deer call to one another, |
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Eating the southernwood of the fields. |
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I have here admirable guests; |
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Whose virtuous fame is grandly brilliant. |
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They show the people not to be mean; |
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The officers have in them a pattern and model. |
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I have good wine, |
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Which my admirable guests drink, enjoying themselves. |
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With pleased sounds the deer call to one another, |
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Eating the salsola of the fields. |
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I have here admirable guests; |
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For whom are struck the lutes, large and small. |
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The lutes, large and small, are struck, |
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And our harmonious joy is long-continued. |
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I have good wine, |
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To feast and make glad the hearts of my admirable guests. |