Ecce gratum
et optatum
ver reducit gaudia,
purpuratum,
floret pratum,
sol serenat omnia.
Iamiam cedant tristia!
Estasredit,
nunc recedit
hyemis sevitia.
Iam liquescit
et decrescit
grando, nix et cetera;
bruma fugit,
et iam sugit,
ver estatis ubera;
illi mens est misera,
qui nec vivit,
nec lascivit
sub estatis dexera.
Gloriantur
et leantur
in melle dulcedinis,
qui conantur,
ut utantur
premio Cupidinis:
simus jussu Cypridis
gloriantes
et letantes
pares esse Paridis.
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