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MINISTER uetuli puer Falerni
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Come, boy, you who serve out the old Falernian,
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inger mi calices amariores,
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fill up stronger cups for me,
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ut lex Postumiae iubet magistrae
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as the law of Postumia, mistress of the revels, ordains,
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ebriosa acina ebriosioris.
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Postumia more tipsy than the tipsy grape.
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at uos quo lubet hinc abite, lymphae
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But water, begone, away with you, water,
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uini pernicies, et ad seueros
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destruction of wine, and take up abode
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with scrupulous folk. This
is the pure Thyonian god. |