Facete, comis, animo iuvenali senex, cui felle nullo, melle multo mens madens aevum per omne nil amarum miscuit, medella nostri, Nepotiane, pectoris, tam seriorum quam iocorum particeps, taciturne, Amyclas qui silendo viceris: te fabulantem non Ulixes linqueret, liquit canentes qui melodas virgines:
Witty and cheerful, an old man with a heart of youth, whose soul, steeped in honey with no drop of gall, never throughout all your life instilled aught of bitterness, balm of my heart, Nepotianus, taking your share in grave and gay alike: your lips once closed, you could surpass Amyclae in silence; when once you began to discourse, even Ulysses could not leave you'he who left the tuneful Sirens at their song.
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