Epithalamia in nuptiis ornatissimi humanissimique viri domini m. Ioannis Stridacheri, Tettnangensis, in alma Friburgi Brisgoici schola artium decurionis dignissimi, ethicesque professoris ibidem: et honestissimae, pudicissimaeque virginis Agathae Schnelliae, Tettnangensis

with passion for you, and I also seek your divine powers as a suppliant.
You know how she, who presides over the noble arts, insists
(alas, how much harm she has already done) on settling
the immense portions of the kingdom, and crushing our peoples,
then she labors to recall others and hold them under her own sway:
what great confidence occupies her breast?
Or what dire madness seizes the Muses?
They try to preempt us with powerful love,
while they lead their own camps toward a weak youth,
or increase them with gifts, as if they were excelling in Paphian related to Venus/Paphos arts.
At this, by our groaning, you have often grieved at the ruin,
therefore, O son, advise me on our fallen affairs.
Erycina Venus, from Mt. Eryx, shedding tears, poured out these heavy complaints.
I, then, asked for a refuge and spoke these things:
Come, mother, it is right for me to obey you, give the order,
I will accomplish anything, may my ready will not stand in the way,
provided that there is no lack of such power to do it.
How Minerva badly despoils the Calydonian realms,
and through treachery and ignominy profanes them
by devastating, and how she beguiles her own worshippers
by establishing rewards with happy, frequent triumphs,
is known to me. We do not catch the breezes in a way so unseen by the celestials,
nor does Titan the Sun god join his horses so averse
from our citadel, that there are no gifts for us too,
and that no wages are to come to our light-armed soldiers?
Indeed there are, there are gifts worthy for deserving ministers,
marriage, gathering the joys of a lawful bed,
let us decorate our friends with this gift:
perhaps we, too, by chance, will organize greater celebrations than Phoebus