Verani, omnibus e meis amicis
antistans mihi millibus trecentis,
venistine domum ad tuos penates
fratresque unanimos anumque matrem?
Venisti. O mihi nuntii beati!
Visam te incolumem audiamque Hiberum
narrantem loca, facta, nationes,
ut mos est tuus applicansque collum
iucundum os oculosque suaviabor?
O quantum est hominum beatiorum,
quid me laetius est beatiusve?

Veranius, being superior to all
300,000 of my friends in my eyes
Have you come home to your household gods
and loving brothers and old mother?
Youve come back! o happy news for me!
I will see you unharmed and i will hear
you telling about places of the spaniards, the deeds, the tribes
as it is your custom, and drawing your neck close
will I kiss the delightful eyes and lips?
O how many happy men there are,
who is happier and more blessed than I am?