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AD FABULLUM.
CATUL. LIB. I. EP. 13.
Caenabis bene, mi Fabulle,
apud me
Paucis, si dii tibi favent, diebus;
Si
tecum attuleris bonam atque magnam
Caenam, non sine
candida puella,
Et vino, et sale, et omnibus
cachinnis.
Haec si, inquam, attuleris, Fabulle noster,
Caenabis bene: nam tui Catulli
Plenus sacculus est
aranearum.
Sed, contra, accipies meros amores,
Seu
quod suavius elegantiusve est:
Nam unguentum dabo,
quod meae puellae
Donarunt Veneres Cupidinesque;
Quod tu cum olfacies, deos rogabis,
Totum te faciant,
Fabulle, nasum.
ENGLISHED.
Fabullus, I
will treat you handsomely
Shortly, if the kind gods
will favour thee.
If thou dost bring with thee a
del'cate messe,
An olio or so, a pretty lass,
Brisk wine, sharp tales, all sorts of drollery,
These
if thou bringst (I say) along with thee,
You shall
feed highly, friend: for, know, the ebbs
Of my lank
purse are full of spiders webs;
But then again you
shall receive clear love,
Or what more grateful or
more sweet may prove:
For with an ointment I will
favour thee
My Venus's and Cupids gave to me,
Of
which once smelt, the gods thou wilt implore,
Fabullus, that they'd make thee nose all ore.
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