ergo rite suum Baccho dicemus honorem carminibus patriis lancesque et liba feremus, et ductus cornu stabit sacer hircus ad aram, pinguiaque in veribus torrebimus exta colurnis.
Duly, then, in our countrys songs we will chant for Bacchus the praise he claims, bringing him cakes and dishes; the doomed hegoat, led by the horn, shall stand at the altar, and the rich flesh we will roast on spits of hazel.
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