Cur non, Mopse, boni quoniam convenimus ambo, tu calamos inflare levis, ego dicere versus, hic corylis mixtas inter consedimus ulmos?.
Mopsus, now that we have met, good men both, you at blowing on the slender reeds, I at singing verses'why dont we sit together here, where hazels mix with elms?
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