ille liquor docuit voces inflectere cantu, movit et ad certos nescia membra modos: Bacchus et agricolae magno confecta labore pectora laetitiae dissoluenda dedit; Bacchus et adflictis requiem mortalibus adfert crura licet dura compede pulsa sonent.
their juice taught men to guide the voice through changing strains, and bade untutored limbs move to a measure true. When the breast of the countryman is crushed with his heavy toil, the wine-god consigns it to gladness to be loosened from its bonds; tis the wine-god brings relief to mortals in distress, though cruel shackles clank upon their legs.
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