(1) O born with me in Manlius' consulship, whether thou bearest wrangles or merriment, or brawls and insane love-making, or easy sleep, kindly jar, (5) in whatever description the Massic rejoices that thou preservest – inasmuch as thou art worthy to be brought out on an auspicious day, descend, for Corvinus bids produce a languorous wine. (9) He, though steeped in Socratic dialogues, will not uncouthly despise thee: they say that even old Cato's virtue often grew hot with unmixed wine. (13) Thou dost apply gentle torture to a talent that is generally stiff; thou dost reveal wise men's preoccupations and confidential plans by the aid of the merry Liberator; (17) thou restorest hope to troubled minds and bestowest strength and horns on the poor man, who after thee quakes neither at the raging diadems of kings nor soldiers' weapons. (21) Bacchus and Venus, if she is glad to come, and Graces that are slow to loose their belts, and undimmed lamps will progress with thee, till returning Phoebus routs the stars.