Ornare pulvinar Deorum
Tempus erit dapibus sodales.”[1a]
“Come, boys, lets put the flowing goblet round,
Drink hard, and with brisk measures beat the ground.
The tables of the gods now bright shall shine
With cheer luxurious, fit for mouths of priests,
When holy epicures become your guests,
And venerably quaff large cups of wine.”
Nor this other,
“Absumet hæres cæcuba dignior