nam pudor ingenuae mentis tranquillaque morum temperies teneroque animus maturior aevo carmine quo patuisse queant? saepe ille volentem castigabat erum studioque altisque iuvabat consiliis, tecum tristisque hilarisque nec umquam ille suus, vultumque tuo sumebat ab ore, dignus et Haemonium Pyladen praecedere fama Cecropiamque fidem.
As for modesty of a freeborn soul and calm temperance of manners and spirit riper than your tender age, what song could reveal them? Often he would chide his lord (and welcome!), aiding him with commitment and deep counsel. With you he was grave and gay, his mood never his own, from your face he took his countenance. Worthy he to lead in fame the Haemonian Pylades and Cecropian loyalty.
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