Flaccus on Spring

Iam veris comites, quae mare temperant
impellunt animae lintea Thraciae
iam nec prata rigent nec fluvii strepunt
  hiberna nive turgidi

nidum ponit, Ityn flebiliter gemens,
infelix avis et Cecropiae domus
aeternum opprobrium, quod male barbaras
  regum est ulta libidines

dicunt in tenero gramine pinguium
custodes ovium carmina fistula,
delectantque deum, cui pecus et nigri
  colles Arcadiae placent

adduxere sitim tempore, Vergili:
sed pressume Calibus ducere Liberum
si gestis, iuvenum nobilium cliens
  nardo vina merebere

nardi parvos onyx eliciet cadum
qui nunc Sulpiciis adcubat horreis
spes donare novas largus amaraque
  curarum eluere efficax.

ad quae si properas gaudia, cum tua
velox merce veni: non ego te meis
immunem meditor tinguere poculis
  plena dives ut in domo

verum pone moras et studium lucri
nigrorumque memor, dum licet, ignium
misce stultitiam consiliis brevem
  dulce est desipere in loco

Already the companions of spring, Thracian winds
which give trial to the sea  are swelling sails
Nor now are the meadows stiff with frost nor do the
streams roar swollen with winter snow

Crying Itys groaning makes her nest,
the gloomy bird an eternal reproach on
the house of Cecropis, which darkly took
vengeance on the lust of barbarian kings

The keepers of the fattened sheep with flute tell
poems in the tender grass and delight the god
to whom the dark hills of Arcadia and flock
give pleasure

O Virgil, it's high time for a drink
to take something pressed at Calibus
O servant of the high-born young men,
what are you doing to drink that wine with nard?

An onyx-board will bring out a jar of nard which
now lies in the Sulpician storehouses
generous to give new hope and effective to wash away
the bitterness of our cares

To which if you hurry with spirit, quickly
I'll come with thy price. I with my cups will
non leave shake your hand unserved as the
rich do in their full house

Come, leave off delay and work concerns
Remember the black fires and while you can
mix a little foolishness with your wisdom
It's a sweet place to let go.