Flavius, unless she were unpretty and inelegant, you would want tospeak of your darling to Catullus and you wouldn't be able to keep quiet,but you love some feverish harlot. Y
…ou are ashamed to admit this. Foryour bed shouts that you, vainly quiet, do not lie for empty nights fragrantwith garlands and Syrian ointment, and the bolster equally worn away onthis side and that, and the creaking and movement of your shaking bed.There's no point in being quiet about your debauchery. Why? You would notreveal such tired from debauchery flanks unless you were up to somethingsilly. Therefore tell us whatever you have, whether its good or bad. I want todescribe you and your love to the sky in my nice little verse. (MORE)