'[CB 5] Ecce gratum [English translation]

Behold, the pleasant

And longed-for

Spring brings back joyfulness

Violet flowers

Fill the meadows

The sun brightens everything

Sadness is now at an end!

Summer returns

Now withdraw

The rigours of winter. Ah !

Now melts

And disappears

Ice, snow and the rest

Winter flees

And now spring

Sucks at summer's breast

A wretched soul is he

Who does not live

Or lust

Under summer's rule. Ah !

The glory

And rejoice

In honeyed Sweetness

Who strive

To make use of

Cupid's prize

At Venus' command

Let us glory

And rejoice

In being Paris' equals. Ah !