Bibliotheca Polyglotta

Catilina (Catiline)

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STATILIUS.
Her, venner, kan vi drive natten bort;
her er vi sikkre; ingen hører os.

STATILIUS.
Here, comrades, we can while away the night;
Here we are safe; no one will overhear us.

GABINIUS.
Ja visst; nu vil vi drikke, svire, nyde!
Hvo véd, hvorlænge det blir os forundt?

GABINIUS.
Ah, yes; now let us drink, carouse, enjoy!
Who knows how long it will be granted us?

COEPARIUS.
Nej, lad os vente først det budskab, som
af Lentulus og af Cethegus bringes.

STATILIUS.
No, let us first await whatever tidings
Lentulus and Cethegus have for us.

GABINIUS.
Ej, lad dem bringe hvilket bud de vil!
Der bringes vin; den prøver vi imens.
Rask, brødre, – stem nu i en lystig sang!
(Tjenere kommer med vinkander og bægre.)

GABINIUS.
Bah, let them bring whatever news they will!
Meanwhile the wine is here; come, let us taste.
Quick, brothers, quick,--let’s have a merry song!
[SERVANTS bring in wine and glasses.]

ALLE VENNERNE
(synger).
Bacchus vi hylder!
glade vi fylder
bægret til randen,
drikker hans pris!
Saften, den røde,
lifligt lad gløde.
Alle vi ynder
vingudens drik.
Venligt tilsmiler
os fader Liber;
rusen os vinker;
druen er klar.
Kom, lad os nyde!
Vinen kan fryde,
stemme til glæde
tanker og sind.
Du dog for alle
blinkende perler,
klare Falerner,
herlige drik!
Modet du liver;
kraft du os giver;
munterhed sænker
du i vor sjæl.
Bacchus vi hylder!
Glade vi fylder
bægret til randen,
drikker hans pris!
Saften, den røde,
lifligt lad gløde!
Alle vi ynder
vingudens drik!
(Lentulus og Cethegus kommer ind.)

THE ASSEMBLED FRIENDS.
(Sing.)

Bacchus, all praise to thee!
Joyful we raise to thee
Brimful the beaker!
Hail to thee, hail!
Wine, red and glowing,
Merrily flowing,
Drink of the wine-god,--
This be our song.

Gracious and friendly
Smiles father Liber;
Drunkenness waits us;
Clear is the wine.
Come, do not tarry!
Wine will make merry,
Joyful and airy,
Body and soul.

Thou above all the
Glittering bubbles,
Sparkling Falernian,
Glorious drink!
Courage and power,
These are your dower.
Gladsome the gift you
Bring to the soul.

Bacchus, all praise to thee!
Joyful we raise to thee
Brimful the beaker!
Hail to thee, hail!
Wine, red and glowing,
Merrily flowing,
Drink of the wine-god,--
This be our song.
[LENTULUS and CETHEGUS enter.]

LENTULUS.
Hold op med sang og lystighed!

LENTULUS.
Cease all your song and merriment!

STATILIUS.
Hvad nu?
Er Catilina ej i eders følge?

STATILIUS.
What now?
Is Catiline not in your company?

GABINIUS.
Han var dog villig vel?

GABINIUS.
Surely he was quite willing?

COEPARIUS.
Hvad har han svaret?
Sig frem; fortæl os alt!

COEPARIUS.
Come, say forth!
What was his answer?

CETHEGUS.
Hel anderledes,
end vi os tænkte, lød hans svar.

CETHEGUS.
Ah, quite otherwise
Than we expected was his answer.

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