qua mihi felices epulas mensaeque dedisti sacra tuae, talis longo post tempore venit lux mihi, Troianae qualis sub collibus Albae, cum modo Germanas acies, modo Daca sonantem proelia Palladio tua me manus induit auro.
The day you gave me the auspicious banquet and the rites of your table, such it came to me as that day long ago when under Trojan Albas hills your hand invested me with Pallas gold as I sang now of German battles, now of Dacian.
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