O tantum libeat mecum tibi sordida rura atque humilis habitare casas et figere cervos, haedorumque gregem viridi compellere hibisco! mecum una in silvis imitabere Pana canendo.
O if you would but live with me in our rude fields and lowly cots, shooting the deer and driving the flock of kids with a green hibiscus switch! With me in the woods you shall rival Pan in song.
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