atque ibi dum profers annos vitamque salutas, protinus ad patrii raperis certamina lustri vix implenda viris, laudum festinus et audax ingenii.
And while you there bear forward your years and greet lifes morning, you are straightway hurried to the competitions of your native festival (scarcely can grown men sustain them), hasty for glory and daring of wit.
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