Book VII, Epigram 8 (Ker)

Now joyfully, if ever in page of mine, frolic, ye Muses! in victory is our God being restored to us from the Odrysian world. Thou first, December, makest sure fulfilment of a people's prayers: now may we shout with a mighty voice, "He comes!" Happy in thy lot! Thou mightest not have made way for Janus, wert thou giving us the joys that he shall give! In festive raillery shall the wreathed soldier sport when he shall tread attendant on the laurelled steeds. To hear the jest and lighter song is lawful even for thee, Caesar, if a triumph of itself woos mirthfulness.