The Vertumnus of Vanity

It will say: Come, let it be! Most chosen of youths, enter
The caves of our grove planted with a new flower.
Here the Graces play: there Joys lead the dances:
Behold! Chloris the nymph of flowers cherishes May here; Come!
But you, resist the caller to the cups and banquets;
(Perhaps Ceres goddess of agriculture/food will be present, and Bacchus god of wine as well:
Force them, to your shades, those to whom the appetite itches;
Say, your feasts are not to my genius spirit/inclination.
I hate, World, the profane Cyprus associated with Venus (it is a praise to hate);
And I do not want the grove trembling with the breath of Zephyrus:
Nor the song of birds, and clusters of grapes fashioned into garlands;
And whatever odor the Arab referring to incense/perfume breathes.
If it replies: Why do you fear safe things? Why do you refuse honest
Leisure? Worthy of my delights, little person?
Worthy to be crowned, succeed to the meadows; before
They wither; with Paphian referring to Venus and Idalian referring to Venus Roses.
You will not act alone here: you will not be destitute of a companion;
Many a peer will be with you in youth.
Bellerophon, Cyparissus, Hylas, Hyacinthus, Adonis;
And the Trojan Paris with Phrygian Ganymede:
Acis and Endymion, Narcissus, Amaracus are present;
A beautiful portion of the tribe of youths.
They indulge their genius, while the lovable age blooms;
Use the time, flower, and place of joy.
Fame, Venus, Fortune, Pleasure awaits you:
And Honor, the conciliator of a great name.
As servants, they are prepared to soothe you with obsequies;
How much it is to have participated in the lures! Come!