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Raise aloft the torches, boys: I see the wedding

veil coming. Go on, sing in measure, Io Hymen120

Hymenaeus io, io Hymen Hymenaeus! Let not the

merry Fescennine raillery be silent-long.

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See how mighty and rich for you is the house

of your husband; be content to be mistress here,

(Io Hymen Hymenaeus io, io Hymen Hymenaeus!)155

even till hoary old age, shaking a trembling head, nods assent to all for all. Io Hymen Hymenaeus io,160 io Hymen Hymenaeus!

Bear over the threshold with a good omen your golden feet, and enter the polished door. Io Hymen165 Hymenaeus io, io Hymen Hymenaeus!

See how your husband within, reclining on the purple couch, is all eagerness for you. Io Hymen Hymenaeus io, io Hymen Hymenaeus!, 70