Odes 1.36 (Martin): Et Thure, Et Fidibus

Sing, comrades, sing, let incense burn,
And blood of votive heifer flow
Unto the gods, to whom we owe
Our Numida's return!

Warm greetings many wait him here,
From farthest Spain restored, but none
From him return so warm hath won,
As Lamia's, chiefly dear.

His boyhood's friend, in school and play,
Together manhood's gown they donn'd;
Then mark with white, all days beyond.
This most auspicious day.

Bid wine flow fast without control,
And let the dancers' merry feet
The ground in Saliar manner beat,
And Bassus drain the bowl,

Unbreathed, or own the mastering power
Of Damalis; and roses fail',
And parsley's vivid green be there,
And lilies of an hour!

On Damalis shall fond looks be bent,
But sooner shall the ivy be
Torn from its wedded oak, than she
Be from her new love rent.