protinus exorto dextrum risere Sorores Aonides, pueroque chelyn commisit et ora imbuit amne sacro iam tum tibi blandus Apollo.
On your entry into life the Aonian Sisters smiled auspiciously, and in your boyhood Apollo put a lyre in your hands and dipped your face in his sacred stream, gracious to you even then.
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