Daphni, quid antiquos signorum suspicis ortus? ecce Dionaei processit Caesaris astrum, astrum, quo segetes gauderent frugibus et quo duceret apricis in collibus uva colorem.
Daphnis, why are you gazing at the old constellations rising? See! the star      of Caesar, seed of Dione, has gone forth'the star to make the fields glad with corn, and the grape deepen its hue on the sunny hills.
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