illum nec valido spumantia pocula Baccho sollicitant veteri nec conspicienda metallo signa tenent; stupet in ducibus magnumque sonantes haurit et Herculeo fert comminus ora leoni.
The foaming goblets of strong wine tempt him not, the chasing of the ancient metal fair to look on holds not his gaze: rather he marvels at the captains, drinking in their loud words, and brings his face close to the lion-skin of Hercules.
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