Care puer superis, qui praelibare verendum nectar et ingentem totiens contingere dextram electus, quam nosse Getae, quam tangere Persae Armeniique Indique petunt! o sidere dextro edite, multa tibi divum indulgentia favit.
Boy dear to the High Ones, chosen to sip first the reverenced nectar and touch so often that mighty hand, the hand the Getae seek to know, and Persians, Armenians, Indians to touch! O born under a lucky star, greatly have the gods favored you.
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