Quid mihi gaudenti proles Cyllenia virga nuntiat? estne aliquid tam saevo in tempore laetum? noverat effigies generosique ardua Blaesi ora puer, dum saepe domi nova serta ligantem te videt et similes tergentem pectore ceras.
What does Cyllenes son announce to me with his joyous wand? In so cruel a time can anything be glad? The boy knew noble Blaesus likenesses and lofty countenance, for often had he seen you at home twining new garlands and rubbing waxen portraits with your heart.
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