quare age, si Cereri sua dona merumque Lyaeo reddimus, et dives praedae tamen accipit omni exuvias Diana tholo captivaque tela Bellipotens, nec tu (quando tibi, Gallice, maius eloquium fandique opibus sublimis abundas) sperne coli tenviore lyra.
So to work! If we return her own gifts to Ceres and wine to Lyaeus, if spoil-rich Diana accepts trophies in every dome and the Lord of War our captured weapons: Gallicus, do not scorn the tribute of a humbler lyre because your voice is mightier and you abound sublimely in wealth of speech.
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