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Horace: Book III, Ode 13 / _"O fons Bandusiae, splendidior vitro -- -- "_
Worthy of flowers and syrups sweet, / O fountain of Bandusian onyx, / To-morrow shall a goatling's bleat / Mix with the sizz of thy carbonics.
A kid whose budding horns portend / A life of love and war -- but vainly!
For thee his sanguine life shall end -- / He'll spill his blood, to put it plainly.
And never shalt thou feel the heat / That blazes in the days of Sirius, / But men shall quaff thy soda sweet, / And girls imbibe thy drinks delirious.
Fountain whose dulcet cool I sing, / Be thou immortal by this Ode (a / Not wholly meretricious thing), / Bandusian fount of ice-cream soda!