mox ubi delicias et rari pignus amici sensit et amissi puerum solacia Blaesi, tollit humo magnaque ligat cervice diuque ipse manu gaudens vehit et, quae munera mollis Elysii, steriles ramos mutasque volucres porgit et obtunso pallentes germine flores.
When presently he became aware that this is the darling child of his special friend, the boy who consoled him for lost Blaesus, he lifts him up from the ground and winds him around his mighty neck, happily carrying him a long time on his arm as he proffers the gifts of soft Elysium'barren branches, silent birds, wan flowers nipped in the bud.
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