[9] Bacchus (ook wel Liber genoemd) roept zijn gevolg op te drinken en te dansen.
Bacchus:
Zatte Satyrs, dat uw geest
Zich verheug' op Libers feest,
Zich verzaade in lekk’re vochten,
Uitgedrukt in kop, en schaal:
Toont de kracht van myn onthaal,
Huppelt, wringt uw lyf in bochten.
| [9] Bacchus (also known as Liber) calls his retinue to drink and dance.
Bacchus:
Drunken Satyrs, may your spirit
Be joyful at Libers’ feast,
And satiate itself on delicious drinks,
Poured in goblets and bowls.
Show the power of my welcome,
Skipping, twist your body in knots.
Translation: Martin Cleaver |
