Ódi Musa, tu quoque fáciendi sólida præmia cernis!
Dulcibus lyris et dulcibus carminibus
Nunc me, nunc te, te nunc mea, me nunc tua raptum
Vestras, O tuere, Musae, mentes.
Atque alta quem vocat sub rupe murmurat amnem?
Non fremunt arboribus saecula viridescendi,
Non sonant lentos fluminis velox annuleta tegmine.
Odi Musa, sed te quoque iuvat illa præmia
Quam mihi dulcia etiam in limine tenebraum.
Oh Muse, you also see the solid rewards of creation!
With sweet songs and sweet verses
Now me, now you, you now me, me now you are taken
By your guardian Muses.
And who calls from the high cliff to the murmuring stream?
The ages do not roar in the green leaves of the trees,
Nor do the slow waters resound under their flowing cover.
Oh Muse, I hate you, but still your rewards delight me
Even in the darkness of my threshold.
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