He will be victor, as the end will show.
Ah, Plancus, enter! Is the night so cold
That you need shroud yourself in that great cloak?
You too, Perpenna, Cimon, you who broke
So bravely through the foe, you fear a draught?
Be seated, friends!
My comrades, we have laughed
And feasted for an hour together, yet
I have not told you why I summoned thus
My ten most trusted leaders to this feast.