M. rustica credebam nemorales carmina vobis concessisse deos et obesis auribus apta; verum, quae paribus modo concinuistis avenis, tam liquidum, tam dulce cadunt, ut non ego malim, quod Paeligna solent examina lambere nectar.
M. I used to think they were but rustic lays which the sylvan deities bestowed on you'lays fit for cloddish ears; but what you have even now sung on well-matched pipes has so clear, so sweet a fall that I would not liefer sip the nectarous honey which Pelignian swarms are wont to sip.
final_alignments\Calpernius_Siculus_Bucolics.json