sancte, veni, tecumque feras, quicumque sapores, quicumque et cantus corpora fessa levant; neu iuvenem torque, metuit qui fata puellae votaque pro domina vix numeranda facit.
Come, holy one, and bring with thee all essences, all chants that ease the bodys sickness. And torture not the youth who fears that the maid will die, and offers prayers, past counting, for his mistress.
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