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