Post Saturninum volo plectra cantent, quos patronorum reliquos probavi anxio duros mihi per labores auxiliatos, Singulos quos nunc pia nuncupatim non valent versu cohibere verba; quos tamen chordae nequeunt sonare, corda sonabunt.
After Saturninus I would have my quill sound the praises of the other patrons whom I have found to be helpers in my hard struggles when my heart was troubled. These my grateful words cannot now fit by name within the limits of verse; but though my harp cannot sound their names, my heart shall ever sound their praise.
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