Es, Eriphi meus, ipse qui semper numquamque te tantum venatio civitas ager avocat, ut non obiter litterarum voluptate teneare; fitque eo studio, ut nec nostra fastidias, qui tibi, ut scribis, Musas olemus.
My dear Eriphius, you are the same as ever, and never does the chase, the city, or the country so distract you that you do not occasionally succumb to the charm of literature; and your enthusiasm is such that you do not disdain even my productions, for you write that I seem to you to be redolent of the Muses.
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