What I am going to tell you happened when I was an old man. A wicked hag at Thebes was, according to her will, carried forth in this manner: her heir bore her corpse, anointed with a large quantity of oil, upon his naked shoulders; with the intent that, if possible, she might escape from him even when dead: because, I imagine, he had pressed upon her too much when living. Be cautious in your addresses: neither be wanting in your pains, nor immoderately exuberant. By garrulity you will offend the splenetic and morose. You must not, however, be too silent. Be Davus in the play; and stand with your head on one side, much like one who is in great awe. Attack him with complaisance: if the air freshens, advise him carefully to cover up his precious head: disengage him from the crowd by opposing your shoulders to it: closely attach your ear to him, if chatty. Is he immoderately fond of being praised? Pay him home, till he shall cry out, with his hands lifted up to heaven, "Enough:" and puff up the swelling bladder with tumid speeches. When he shall have [at last] released you from your long servitude and anxiety; and being certainly awake, you shall hear [this article in his will]? "Let Ulysses be heir to one fourth of my estate:" "is then my companion Damas now no more? Where shall I find one so brave and so faithful?" Throw out something of this kind] every now and then: and if you can a little, weep for him. It is fit to disguise your countenance, which [otherwise] would betray your joy. As for the monument, which is left to your own discretion, erect it without meanness. The neighborhood will commend the funeral handsomely performed. If haply any of your co-heirs, being advanced in years, should have a dangerous cough; whether he has a mind to be a purchaser of a farm or a house out of your share, tell him, you will [come to any terms he shall propose, and] make it over to him gladly for a trifling sum. But the imperious Proserpine drags me hence. Live, and prosper.
Davus sis comicus atquestes capite obstipo, multum similis metuenti.obsequio grassare; mone, si increbruit aura,cautus uti velet carum caput; extrahe turbaoppositis umeris; aurem substringe loquaci.inportunus amat laudari: donec ‘ohe iam’ad Caelum manibus sublatis dixerit, urge:crescentem tumidis infla sermonibus utrem.cum te servitio longo curaque levarit,et certum vigilans “quartae sit partis Ulixes”audieris “heres”: “ergo nunc Dama sodalisnusquam est? unde mihi tam fortem tamque fidelem?”sparge subinde et, si paulum potes inlacrimare, estgaudia prodentem voltum celare. sepulcrumpermissum arbitrio sine sordibus exstrue: funusegregie factum laudet vicinia. siquisforte coheredum senior male tussiet, huic tudic, ex parte tua seu fundi sive domus sitemptor, gaudentem nummo te addicere. sed meimperiosa trahit Proserpina: vive valeque.’Hoc erat in votis: modus agri non ita magnus,hortus ubi et tecto vicinus iugis aquae fonset paulum silvae super his foret. auctius atqueDi melius fecere. bene est. nil amplius oro,Maia nate, nisi ut propria haec mihi munera faxis.si neque maiorem feci ratione mala remnec sum facturus vitio culpave minorem,si veneror stultus nihil horum ‘o si angulus illeproximus accedat, qui nunc denormat agellum!’
This was [ever] among the number of my wishes: a portion of ground not over large, in which was a garden, and a founain with a continual stream close to my house, and a little woodland besides. The gods have done more abundantly, and better, for me [than this]. It is well: 0 son of Maia, I ask nothing more save that you would render these donations lasting to me. If I have neither made my estate larger by bad means, nor am in a way to make it less by vice or misconduct; if I do not foolishly make any petition of this sort"Oh that that neighboring angle, which now spoils the regularity of my field, could be added! Oh that some accident would discover to me an urn [full] of money! as it did to him, who having found a treasure, bought that very ground he before tilled in the capacity of an hired servant, enriched by Hercules' being his friend;" if what I have at present satisfies me grateful, I supplicate you with this prayer: make my cattle fat for the use of their master, and every thing else, except my genius: and, as you are wont, be present as my chief guardian. Wherefore, when I have removed myself from the city to the mountains and my castle, (what can I polish, preferably to my satires and prosaic muse? ) neither evil ambition destroys me, nor the heavy south wind, nor the sickly autumn, the gain of baleful Libitina.
‘o si urnam argenti fors quae mihi monstret, ut illi,thesauro invento qui mercennarius agrumillum ipsum mercatus aravit, dives amicoHercule!’, si quod adest gratum iuvat, hac prece te oro:pingue pecus domino facias et cetera praeteringenium, utque soles, custos mihi maximus adsis.ergo ubi me in montes et in arcem ex Urbe removi,quid prius inlustrem Satyris Musaque pedestri?nec mala me ambitio perdit nec plumbeus austerAutumnusque gravis, Libitinae quaestus acerbae.matutine pater, seu Iane libentius audis,unde homines operum primos vitaeque laboresinstituunt — sic Dis placitum —, tu carminis estoprincipium. Romae sponsorem me rapis: ‘eia,ne prior officio quisquam respondeat, urge.’sive aquilo radit terras seu bruma nivaleminteriore diem gyro trahit, ire necesse est.postmodo quod mi obsit clare certumque locutoluctandum in turba et facienda iniuria tardis.‘quid tibi vis, insane?’ et ‘quam rem agis?’
Father of the morning, or Janus, if with more pleasure thou hearest thyself [called by that name], from whom men commence the toils of business, and of life (such is the will of the gods), be thou the beginning of my song. At Rome you hurry me away to be bail; "Away, dispatch, [you cry,] lest any one should be beforehand with you in doing that friendly office": I must go, at all events, whether the north wind sweep the earth, or winter contracts the snowy day into a arrower circle. After this, having uttered in a clear and determinate manner [the legal form], which may be a detriment to me, I must bustle through the crowd; and must disoblige the tardy. "What is your will, madman, and what are you about, impudent fellow?" So one accosts me with his passionate curses. "You jostle every thing that is in your way, if with an appointment full in your mind you are posting away to Maecenas." This pleases me, and is like honey: I will not tell a lie. But by the time I reach the gloomy Esquiliae, a hundred affairs of other people's encompass me on every side: "Roscius begged that you would be with him at the court-house to-morrow before the second hour." "The secretaries requested you would remember, Quintus, to return to-day about an affair of public concern, and of great consequence." "Get Maecenas to put his signet to these tablets." Should one say, "I will endeavor at it:" "If you will, you can," adds he; and is more earnest.
inprobus urgetiratis precibus, ‘tu pulses omne quod obstat,ad Maecenatem memori si mente recurras.’hoc iuvat et melli est, non mentiar. at simul atrasventum est Esquilias, aliena negotia centumper caput et circa saliunt latus. ‘ante secundamRoscius orabat sibi adesses ad Puteal cras.’‘de re communi scribae magna atque nova teorabant hodie meminisses, Quinte, reverti.’‘inprimat his cura Maecenas signa tabellis.’dixeris: ‘experiar’: ‘si vis, potes,’ addit et instat.septimus octavo propior iam fugerit annus,ex quo Maecenas me coepit habere suorumin numero, dumtaxat ad hoc, quem tollere raedavellet iter faciens et cui concredere nugashoc genus: ‘hora quota est?’ ‘Thraex est Gallina Syro par?’‘matutina parum cautos iam frigora mordent’,et quae rimosa bene deponuntur in aure.per totum hoc tempus subiectior in diem et horaminvidiae noster. ludos spectaverat, unaluserat in campo: ‘Fortunae filius’ omnes.
The seventh year approaching to the eighth is now elapsed, from the time that Maecenas began to reckon me in the number of his friends; only thus far, as one he would like to take along with him in his chariot, when he went a journey, and to whom he would trust such kind of trifles as these: "What is the hour?" "Is Gallina, the Thracian, a match for [the gladiator] Syrus?" "The cold morning air begins to pinch those that are ill provided against it;" — and such things as are well enough intrusted to a leaky ear. For all this time, every day and hour, I have been more subjected to envy. Our son of fortune here, says every body, witnessed the shows in company with [Maecenas], and played with him in the Campus Martius. Does any disheartening report spread from the rostrum through the streets, whoever comes in my way cousults me [concerning it]: "Good sir, have you (for you must know, since you approach nearer the gods) heard any thing relating to the Dacians?" "Nothing at all for my part," [I reply]. "How you ever are a sneerer!" "But may all the gods torture me, if I know any thing of the matter." "What? will Caesar give the lands he promised the soldiers, in Sicily, or in Italy?" As I am swearing I know nothing about it, they wonder at me, [thinking] me, to be sure, a creature of profound and extraordinary secrecy.
frigidus a Rostris manat per compita rumor:quicumque obvius est, me consulit: ‘o bone — nam tescire, Deos quoniam propius contingis oportet —,numquid de Dacis audisti?’ ‘nil equidem.’ ‘ut tusemper eris derisor.’ ‘at omnes Di exagitent me,si quicquam.’ ‘quid? militibus promissa Triquetrapraedia Caesar an est Itala tellure daturus?’iurantem me scire nihil mirantur ut unumscilicet egregii mortalem altique silenti.perditur haec inter misero lux non sine votis:o rus, quando ego te adspiciam quandoque licebitnunc veterum libris, nunc somno et inertibus horisducere sollicitae iucunda oblivia vitae?o quando faba Pythagorae cognata simulqueuncta satis pingui ponentur holuscula lardo?o noctes cenaeque Deum, quibus ipse meiqueante larem proprium vescor vernasque procacispasco libatis dapibus. prout cuique libido est,siccat inaequalis calices conviva solutuslegibus insanis, seu quis capit acria fortispocula seu modicis uvescit laetius.
Among things of this nature the day is wasted by me, mortified as I am, not without such wishes as these: 0 rural retirement, when shall I behold thee? and when shall it be in my power to pass through the pleasing oblivion of a life full of solicitude, one while with the books of the ancients, another while in sleep and leisure? 0 when shall the bean related to Pythagoras, and at the same time herbs well larded with fat bacon, be set before me? O evenings, and suppers fit for gods! with which I and my friends regale ourselves in the presence of my household gods; and feed my saucy slaves with viands, of which libations have been made. The guest, according to every one's inclination, takes off the glasses of different sizes, free from mad laws: whether one of a strong constitution chooses hearty bumpers; or another more joyously gets mellow with moderate ones. Then conversation arises, not concerning other people's villas and houses, nor whether Lepos dances well or not; but we debate on what is more to our purpose, and what it is pernicious not to know-whether men are made happier by riches or by virtue; or what leads us into intimacies, interest or moral rectitude; and what is the nature of good, and what its perfection. Meanwhile, my neighbor Cervius prates away old stories relative to the subject. For, if any one ignorantly commends the troublesome riches of Aurelius, he thus begins: "On a time a countrymouse is reported to have received a city-mouse into his poor cave, an old host, his old acquaintance; a blunt fellow and attentive to his acquisitions, yet so as he could [on occasion] enlarge his narrow soul in acts of hospitality. What need of many words? He neither grudged him the hoarded vetches, nor the long oats; and bringing in his mouth a dry plum, and nibbled scraps of bacon, presented them to him, being desirous by the variety of the supper to get the better of the daintiness of his guest, who hardly touched with his delicate tooth the several things: while the father of the family himself, extended on fresh straw, ate a spelt and darnel, leaving that which was better [for his guest]. At length the citizen addressing him, ‘Friend,’ says he, ‘what delight have you to live laboriously on the ridge of a rugged thicket? Will you not prefer men and the city to the savage woods? Take my advice, and go along with me: since mortal lives are allotted to all terrestrial animals, nor is there any escape from death, either for the great or the small. Wherefore, my good friend, while it is in your power, live happy in joyous circumstances: live mindful of how brief an existence you are.’ Soon as these speeches had wrought upon the peasant, he leaps nimbly from his cave: thence they both pursue their intended journey, being desirous to steal under the city walls by night. And now the night possessed the middle region of the heavens, when each of them set foot in a gorgeous palace, where carpets dyed with crimson grain glittered upon ivory couches, and many baskets of a magnificent entertainment remained, which had yesterday been set by in baskets piled upon one another. After he had placed the peasant then, stretched at ease, upon a splendid carpet; he bustles about like an adroit host, and keeps bringing up one dish close upon another, and with an affected civility performs all the ceremonies, first tasting of every thing he serves up. He, reclined, rejoices in the change of his situation, and acts the part of a boon companion in the good cheer: when on a sudden a prodigious rattling of the folding doors shook them both from their couches. Terrified they began to scamper all about the room, and more and more heartless to be in confusion, while the lofty house resounded with [the barking of] mastiff dogs; upon which, says the country-mouse, ‘I have no desire for a life like this; and so farewell: my wood and cave, secure from surprises, shall with homely tares comfort me.’"
ergosermo oritur, non de villis domibusve alienis,nec male necne Lepos saltet; sed, quod magis ad nospertinet et nescire malum est, agitamus, utrumnedivitiis homines an sint virtute beati,quidve ad amicitias, usus rectumne, trahat noset quae sit natura boni summumque quid eius.cervius haec inter vicinus garrit anilisex re fabellas. siquis nam laudat Arellisollicitas ignarus opes, sic incipit: ‘olimrusticus urbanum murem mus paupere ferturaccepisse cavo, veterem vetus hospes amicum,asper et attentus quaesitis, ut tamen artumsolveret hospitiis animum. quid multa? neque illesepositi ciceris nec longae invidit avenae,aridum et ore ferens acinum semesaque lardifrusta dedit, cupiens varia fastidia cenavincere tangentis male singula dente superbo,cum pater ipse domus palea porrectus in hornaesset ador loliumque, dapis meliora relinquens.tandem urbanus ad hunc “quid te iuvat” inquit, “amice,praerupti nemoris patientem vivere dorso?vis tu homines urbemque feris praeponere silvis?carpe viam, mihi crede, comes, terrestria quandomortalis animas vivunt sortita neque ulla estaut magno aut parvo leti fuga: quo, bone, circa,dum licet, in rebus iucundis vive beatus,vive memor, quam sis aevi brevis.” haec ubi dictaagrestem pepulere, domo levis exsilit; indeambo propositum peragunt iter, urbis aventesmoenia nocturni subrepere. iamque tenebatnox medium caeli spatium, cum ponit uterquein locuplete domo vestigia, rubro ubi coccotincta super lectos canderet vestis eburnosmultaque de magna superessent fercula cena,quae procul exstructis inerant hesterna canistris.ergo ubi purpurea porrectum in veste locavitagrestem, veluti succinctus cursitat hospescontinuatque dapes nec non verniliter ipsisfungitur officiis, praelambens omne quod adfert.ille cubans gaudet mutata sorte bonisquerebus agit laetum convivam, cum subito ingensvalvarum strepitus lectis excussit utrumque.currere per totum pavidi conclave magisqueexanimes trepidare, simul domus alta Molossispersonuit canibus. tum rusticus: “haud mihi vitaest opus hac” ait et “valeas: me silva cavosquetutus ab insidiis tenui solabitur ervo.”’‘Iamdudum ausculto et cupiens tibi dicere servospauca reformido.’ ‘Davusne?’ ‘ita, Davus, amicummancipium domino et frugi quod sit satis, hoc est,ut vitale putes.’ ‘age libertate Decembri,quando ita maiores voluerunt, utere: narra.’‘pars hominum vitiis gaudet constanter et urgetpropositum; pars multa natat, modo recta capessens,interdum pravis obnoxia.
I HAVE a long while been attending [to you], and would fain speak a few words [in return; but, being] a slave, I am afraid. "What, Davus?" Yes, Davus, a faithful servant to his master and an honest one, at least sufficiently so: that is, for you to think his life in no danger. "Well (since our ancestors would have it so), use the freedom of December: speak on."
saepe notatuscum tribus anellis, modo laeva Priscus inanivixit inaequalis, clavum ut mutaret in horas,aedibus ex magnis subito se conderet undemundior exiret vix libertinus honeste;iam moechus Romae, iam mallet doctus Athenisvivere, Vertumnis quotquot sunt natus iniquis.
One part of mankind are fond of their vices with some con. stancy and adhere to their purpose: a considerable part fluctuates; one while embracing the right, another while liable to depravity. Priscus, frequently observed with three rings, sometimes with his left hand bare, lived so irregularly that he would change his robe every hour; from a magnificent edifice, he would on a sudden hide himself in a place, whence a decent freedman could scarcely come out in a decent manner; one while he would choose to lead the life of a rake at Rome, another while that of a teacher at Athens; born under the evil influence of every Vertumnus. That buffoon, Volanerius, when the deserved gout had crippled his fingers, maintained [a fellow] that he had hired at a daily price, who took up the dice and put them into a box for him: yet by how much more constant was he in his vice, by so much less wretched was he than the former person, who is now in difficulties by too loose, now by too tight a rein. "Will you not tell to-day, you varlet, whither such wretched stuff as this tends?" "Why, to you, I say." "In what respect to me, scoundrel?"
scurra Volanerius, postquam illi iusta cheragracontudit articulos, qui pro se tolleret atquemitteret in phimum talos, mercede diurnaconductum pavit: quanto constantior isdemin vitiis, tanto levius miser ac prior illoqui iam contento, iam laxo fune laborat.’‘non dices hodie, quorsum haec tam putida tendant,furcifer?’ ‘ad te, inquam.’ ‘quo pacto, pessime?’ ‘laudasfortunam et mores antiquae plebis, et idem,siquis ad illa Deus subito te agat, usque recuses,aut quia non sentis, quod clamas, rectius esse,aut quia non firmus rectum defendis et haeresnequiquam caeno cupiens evellere plantam.Romae rus optas; absentem rusticus Urbemtollis ad astra levis. si nusquam es forte vocatusad cenam, laudas securum holus ac, velut usquamvinctus eas, ita te felicem dicis amasque,quod nusquam tibi sit potandum.
You praise the happiness and manners of the ancient [Roman] people; and yet, if any god were on a sudden to reduce you to them, you, the same man, would earnestly beg to be excused; either because you are not really of opinion that what you bawl about is right; or because you are irresolute in defending the right, and hesitate, in vain desirous to extract your foot from the mire. At Rome, you long for the country; when you are in the country, fickle, you extol the absent city to the skies. If haply you are invited out nowhere to supper, you praise your quiet dish of vegetables; and as if you ever go abroad upon conpulsion, you think yourself so happy, and do so hug yourself, that you are obliged to drink out nowhere. Should Maecenas lay his commands on you to come late, at the first lighting up of the lamps, as his guest; ‘Will nobody bring the oil with more expedition? Does any body hear?’ You stutter with a mighty bellowing, and storm with rage. Milvius, and the buffoons [who expected to sup with you], depart, after having uttered curses not proper to be repeated. Any one may say, for I own [the truth], that I am easy to be seduced by my appetite; I snuff up my nose at a savory smell: I am weak, lazy; and, if you have a mind to add any thing else, I am a sot. But seeing you are as I am, and perhaps something worse, why do you willfully call me to an. account, as if you were the better man; and, with specious phrases, disguise your own vice? What, if you are found out to be a greater fool than me, who was purchased for five hundred drachmas? Forbear to terrify me with your looks; restrain your hand and your anger, while I relate to you what Crispinus' porter taught me.
iusserit ad seMaecenas serum sub lumina prima venireconvivam: “nemon’ oleum fert ocius? ecquisaudit?” cum magno blateras clamore fugisque.Mulvius et scurrae, tibi non referenda precati,discedunt. “etenim fateor me” dixerit ille“duci ventre levem, nasum nidore supinor,inbecillus, iners, siquid vis, adde, popino.tu cum sis quod ego et fortassis nequior, ultroinsectere velut melior verbisque decorisobvolvas vitium?” quid, si me stultior ipsoquingentis empto drachmis deprenderis? auferme voltu terrere; manum stomachumque teneto,dum quae Crispini docuit me ianitor edo.te coniunx aliena capit, meretricula Davum:peccat uter nostrum cruce dignius? acris ubi menatura intendit, sub clara nuda lucernaquaecumque excepit turgentis verbera caudaeclunibus aut agitavit equum lasciva supinum,dimittit neque famosum neque sollicitum, neditior aut formae melioris meiat eodem.tu cum proiectis insignibus, anulo equestriRomanoque habitu, prodis ex iudice Dama,turpis odoratum caput obscurante lacerna,non es quod simulas? metuens induceris atquealtercante libidinibus tremis ossa pavore.
Another man's wife captivates you; a harlot, Davus: which of us sins more deservingly of the cross? When keen nature inflames me, any common wench that picks me up, dismisses me neither dishonored, nor caring whether a richer or a handsomer man enjoys her next. You, when you have cast off your ensigns of dignity, your equestrian ring and your Roman habit, turn out from a magistrate a wretched Dama, hiding with a cape your perfumed head: are you not really what you personate? You are introduced, apprehensive [of consequences]; and, as you are altercating with your passions, your bones shake with fear. What is the difference whether you go condemned [like a gladiator], to be galled with scourges, or slain with the sword; or be closed up in a filthy chest, where [the maid], conscious of her mistress' crime, has stowed you? Has not the husband of the offending dame a just power over both; against the seducer even a juster? But she neither changes her dress, nor place, nor sins to that excess [which you do]; since the woman is in dread of you, nor gives any credit to you, though you profess to love her. You must go under the yoke knowingly, and put all your fortune, your life, and reputation, together with your limbs, into the power of an enraged husband. Have you escaped? I suppose, then, you will be afraid [for the future]; and, being warned, will be cautious. No, you will seek occasion when you may be again in terror, and again may be likely to perish. 0 so often a slave! What beast, when it has once escaped by breaking its toils, absurdly trusts itself to them again? You say, "I am no adulterer." Nor, by Hercules, am I a thief, when I wisely pass by the silver vases. Take away the danger, and vagrant nature will spring forth, when restraints are removed. Are you my superior, subjected as you are, to the dominion of so many things and persons,, whom the prsetor's rod, though placed on your head three or four times over, can never free from this wretched solicitude? Add, to what has been said above, a thing of no less weight; whether he be an underling, who obeys the master-slave (as it is your custom to affirm), or only a fellow slave, what am I in respect of you? You, for example, who have the command of me, are in subjection to other things, and are led about, like a puppet movable by means of wires not its own.
quid refert, uri virgis ferroque necariauctoratus eas, an turpi clausus in arca,quo te demisit peccati conscia erilis,contractum genibus tangas caput? estne maritomatronae peccantis in ambo iusta potestas,in corruptorem vel iustior? illa tamen senon habitu mutatve loco peccatve superne,cum te formidet mulier neque credat amanti.ibis sub furcam prudens dominoque furenticonmittes rem omnem et vitam et cum corpore famamevasti: credo, metues doctusque cavebis:quaeres, quando iterum paveas iterumque perirepossis, o totiens servus. quae belua ruptis,cum semel effugit, reddit se prava catenis?“non sum moechus” ais. neque ego hercule fur, ubi vasapraetereo sapiens argentea. tolle periclum:iam vaga prosiliet frenis natura remotis.tune mihi dominus, rerum imperiis hominumquetot tantisque minor, quem ter vindicta quaterqueinposita haud umquam misera formidine privet?adde super, dictis quod non levius valeat; nam,sive vicarius est, qui servo paret, uti mosvester ait, seu conservus, tibi quid sum ego? nempetu, mihi qui imperitas, aliis servis miser atqueduceris ut nervis alienis mobile lignum.quisnam igitur liber? sapiens sibi qui imperiosus,quem neque pauperies neque mors neque vincula terrent,responsare cupidinibus, contemnere honoresfortis, et in se ipso totus, teres atque rotundus,externi nequid valeat per leve morari,in quem manca ruit semper fortuna. potesneex his ut proprium quid noscere? quinque talentaposcit te mulier, vexat foribusque repulsumperfundit gelida, rursus vocat: eripe turpicolla iugo Liber, “liber sum” dic age.
Who then is free? The wise man, who has dominion over himself; whom neither poverty, nor death, nor chains affright; brave in the checking of his appetites, and in contemning honors; and, perfect in himself, polished and round as a globe, so that nothing from without can retard, in consequence of its smoothness; against whom misfortune ever advances ineffectually. Can you, out of these, recognize any thing applicable to yourself? A woman demands five talents of you, plagues you, and after you are turned out of doors, bedews you with cold water: she calls you again. Rescue your neck from this vile yoke; come, say, I am free, I am free. You are not able: for an implacable master oppresses your mind, and claps the sharp spurs to your jaded appetite, and forces you on though reluctant. When you, mad one, quite languish at a picture by Pausias; how are you less to blame than I, when I admire the combats of Fulvius and Rutuba and Placideianus, with their bended knees, painted in crayons or charcoal, as if the men were actually engaged, and push and parry, moving heir weapons? Davus is a scoundrel and a loiterer; but you have the character of an exquisite and expert connoisseur in antiquities. If I am allured by a smoking pasty, I am a good-for-nothing fellow: does your great virtue and soul resist delicate entertainments? Why is a tenderness for my belly too destructive for me? For my back pays for it. How do you come off with more impunity, since you hanker after such dainties as can not be had for a little expense? Then those delicacies, perpetually taken, pall upon the stomach; and your mistaken feet refuse to support your sickly body. Is that boy guilty, who by night pawns a stolen scraper for some grapes? Has he nothing servile about him, who in indulgence to his guts sells his estates? Add to this, that you yourself can not be an hour by yourself, nor dispose of your leisure in a right manner; and shun yourself as a fugitive and vagabond, one while endeavoring with wine, another while with sleep, to cheat care-in vain: for the gloomy companion presses upon you, and pursues you in your flight. "Where can I get a stone?" "What occasion is there for it?" "Where some darts?" "The man is either mad, or making verses." "If you do not take yourself away in an instant, you shall go [and make] a ninth laborer at my Sabine estate."
non quis.urget enim dominus mentem non lenis et acrissubiectat lasso stimulos versatque negantem.vel cum Pausiaca torpes, insane, tabella,qui peccas minus atque ego, cum Fulvi Rutubaequeaut Pacideiani contento poplite mirorproelia rubrica picta aut carbone, velut sire vera pugnent, feriant vitentque moventesarma viri? nequam et cessator Davus; at ipsesubtilis veterum iudex et callidus audis.nil ego, si ducor libo fumante: tibi ingensvirtus atque animus cenis responsat opimis?obsequium ventris mihi perniciosius est cur?tergo plector enim. qui tu inpunitior illa,quae parvo sumi nequeunt, obsonia captas?nempe inamarescunt epulae sine fine petitaeinlusique pedes vitiosum ferre recusantcorpus. an hic peccat, sub noctem qui puer uvamfurtiva mutat strigili: qui praedia vendit,nil servile gulae parens habet? adde, quod idemnon horam tecum esse potes, non otia recteponere teque ipsum vitas fugitivus et erro,iam vino quaerens, iam somno fallere curam,frustra: nam comes atra premit sequiturque fugacem.’‘unde mihi lapidem?’ ‘quorsum est opus?’ ‘unde sagittas?’‘aut insanit homo aut versus facit.’ ‘ocius hinc teni rapis, accedes opera agro nona Sabino.’‘Ut Nasidieni iuvit te cena beati?nam mihi quaerenti convivam dictus here illicde medio potare die.’ ‘sic, ut mihi numquamin vita fuerit melius.’ ‘da, si grave non est,quae prima iratum ventrem placaverit esca.’‘in primis Lucanus aper: leni fuit Austrocaptus, ut aiebat cenae pater: acria circumrapula, lactucae, radices, qualia lassumpervellunt stomachum, siser, allec, faecula Coa.
How did the entertainment of that happy fellow Nasidienus please you? for yesterday, as I was seeking to make you my guest, you were said to be drinking there from mid-day. [It pleased me so], that I never was happier in my life. Say (if it be not troublesome) what food first calmed your raging appetite.
his ut sublatis puer alte cinctus acernamgausape purpureo mensam pertersit et altersublegit quodcumque iaceret inutile quodqueposset cenantis offendere, ut Attica virgocum sacris Cereris procedit fuscus Hydaspescaecuba vina ferens, Alcon Chium maris expers.
In the first place, there was a Lucanian boar, taken when the gentle south wind blew, as the father of the entertainment affirmed; around it sharp rapes, lettuces, radishes; such things as provoke a languid appetite; skirrets, anchovies, dregs of Coan wine. These once removed, one slave, tucked high with a purple cloth, wiped the maple table, and a second gathered up whatever lay useless, and whatever could offend the guests; swarthy Hydaspes advances like an Attic maid with Ceres' sacred rites, bearing wines of Caecubum; Alcon brings those of Chios, undamaged by the sea. Here the master [cries], "Maecenas, if Alban or Falernian wine delight you more than those already brought, we have both."
hic erus “Albanum, Maecenas, sive Falernumte magis adpositis delectat, habemus utrumque.”’‘divitias miseras! sed quis cenantibus una,Fundani, pulcre fuerit tibi, nosse laboro.’‘summus ego et prope me Viscus Thurinus et infra,si memini, Varius; cum Servilio BalatroneVibidius, quos Maecenas adduxerat umbras.
Ill-fated riches! But, Fundanius, I am impatient to know, who were sharers-in this feast where you fared so well. I was highest, and next me was Viscus Thurinus, and below, if I remember, was Varius; with Servilius Balatro, Vibidius, whom Maecenas had brought along with him, unbidden guests. Above [Nasidienus] himself was Nomentanus, below him Porcius, ridiculous for swallowing whole cakes at once. Nomentanus [was present] for this purpose, that if any thing should chance to be unobserved, he might show it with his pointing finger. For the other company, we, I mean, eat [promiscuously] of fowls, oysters, fish, which had concealed in them a juice far different from the known: as presently appeared, when he reached to me the entrails of a plaice and of a turbot, such as had never been tasted before. After this he informed me that honey-apples were most ruddy when gathered under the waning moon. What difference this makes you will hear best from himself. Then [says] Vibidius to Balatro; "If we do not drink to his cost, we shall die in his debt;" and he calls for larger tumblers. A paleness changed the countenance of our host, who fears nothing so much as hard drinkers: either because they are more freely censorious; or because heating wines deafen the subtle [judgment of the] palate. Vibidius and Balatro, all following their example, pour whole casks into Alliphanians; the guests of the lowest couch did no hurt to the flagons. A lamprey is brought in, extended in a dish, in the midst of floating shrimps. Whereupon, "This," says the master, "was caught when pregnant; which, after having young, would have been less delicate in its flesh." For these a sauce is mixed up; with oil which the best cellar of Venafrum pressed, with pickle from the juices of the Iberian fish, with wine of five years old, but produced on this side the sea, while it is boiling (after it is boiled, the Chian wine suits it so well, that no other does better than it) with white pepper, and vinegar which, by being vitiated, turned sour the Methymnean grape.
Nomentanus erat super ipsum, Porcius infra,ridiculus totas semel absorbere placentas;Nomentanus ad hoc, qui, siquid forte lateret,indice monstraret digito; nam cetera turba,nos, inquam, cenamus avis, conchylia, piscis,longe dissimilem noto celantia sucum,ut vel continuo patuit, cum passeris atqueingustata mihi porrexerit ilia rhombi.post hoc me docuit melimela rubere minoremad lunam delecta. quid hoc intersit, ab ipsoaudieris melius. tum Vibidius Balatroni“nos nisi damnose bibimus, moriemur inulti,”et calices poscit maiores. vertere pallortum parochi faciem nil sic metuentis ut acrispotores, vel quod maledicunt liberius velfervida quod subtile exsurdant vina palatum.invertunt Allifanis vinaria totaVibidius Balatroque secutis omnibus: imiconvivae lecti nihilum nocuere lagoenis.adfertur squillas inter murena natantisin patina porrecta. sub hoc erus “haec gravida” inquit“capta est, deterior post partum carne futura.his mixtum ius est: oleo, quod prima Venafripressit cella; garo de sucis piscis Hiberi;vino quinquenni, verum citra mare nato,dum coquitur — cocto Chium sic convenit, ut nonhoc magis ullum aliud —; pipere albo, non sine aceto,quod Methymnaeam vitio mutaverit uvam.erucas viridis, inulas ego primus amarasmonstravi incoquere; inlutos Curtillus echinos,ut melius muria quod testa marina remittat.”
I first showed the way to stew in it the green rockets and bitter elecampane: Curtillus, [to stew in it] the sea-urchins unwashed, as being better than the pickle which the sea shell-fish yields.
interea suspensa gravis aulaea ruinasin patinam fecere, trahentia pulveris atriquantum non Aquilo Campanis excitat agris.nos maius veriti, postquam nihil esse periclisensimus, erigimur;
In the mean time the suspended tapestry made a heavy downfall upon the dish, bringing along with it more black dust than the north wind ever raises on the plains of Campania. Having been fearful of something worse, as soon as we perceive there was no danger, we rise up. Rufus, hanging his head, began to weep, as if his son had come to an untimely death: what would have been the end, had not the discreet Nomentanus thus raised his friend! "Alas! 0 fortune, what god is more cruel to us than thou? How dost thou always take pleasure in sporting with human affairs!" Varius could scarcely smother a laugh with his napkin. Balatro, sneering at every thing, observed: "This is the condition of human life, and therefore a suitable glory will never answer your labor. Must you be rent and tortured with all manner of anxiety, that I may be entertained sumptuously; lest burned bread, lest ill-seasoned soup should be set before us; that all your slaves should wait, properly attired and neat? Add, besides, these accidents; if the hangings should tumble down, as just now, if the groom slipping with his foot should break a dish. But adversity is wont to disclose, prosperity to conceal, the abilities of a host as well as of a general." To this Nasidienus: "May the gods give you all the blessings, whatever you can pray for, you are so good a man and so civil a guest;" and calls for his sandals. Then on every couch you might see divided whispers buzzing in each secret ear. I would not choose to have seen any theatrical entertainments sooner than these things. But come, recount what you laughed at next. While Vibidius is inquiring of the slaves, whether the flagon was also broken, because cups were not brought when he called for them; and while a laugh is continued on feigned pretences, Balatro seconding it; you, Nasidienus, return with an altered countenance, as if to repair your ill-fortune by art. Then followed the slaves, bearing on a large charger the several limbs of a crane besprinkled with much salt, not without flour, and the liver of a white goose fed with fattening figs, and the wings of hares torn off, as a much daintier dish than if one eats them with the loins. Then we saw blackbirds also set before us with scorched breasts, and ringdoves without the rumps: delicious morsels! did not the master give us the history of their causes and natures: whom we in revenge fled from, so as to taste nothing at all; as if Canidia, more venomous than African serpents, had poisoned them with her breath.
Rufus posito capite, ut sifilius inmaturus obisset, flere. quis essetfinis, ni sapiens sic Nomentanus amicumtolleret: “heu, Fortuna, quis est crudelior in noste Deus? ut semper gaudes inludere rebushumanis!” Varius mappa conpescere risumvix poterat. Balatro suspendens omnia naso“haec est condicio vivendi” aiebat, “eoqueresponsura tuo numquam est par fama labori.tene, ut ego accipiar laute, torquerier omnisollicitudine districtum, ne panis adustus,ne male conditum ius adponatur, ut omnespraecincti recte pueri comptique ministrent.adde hos praeterea casus, aulaea ruant si,ut modo; si patinam pede lapsus frangat agaso.sed convivatoris, uti ducis, ingenium resadversae nudare solent, celare secundae.”Nasidienus ad haec “tibi Di, quaecumque preceris,commoda dent: ita vir bonus es convivaque comis”et soleas poscit. tum in lecto quoque videresstridere secreta divisos aure susurros.’‘nullos his mallem ludos spectasse; sed illaredde age quae deinceps risisti.’ ‘Vibidius dumquaerit de pueris, num sit quoque fracta lagoena,quod sibi poscenti non dentur pocula, dumqueridetur fictis rerum Balatrone secundo,Nasidiene, redis mutatae frontis, ut arteemendaturus fortunam; deinde secutimazonomo pueri magno discerpta ferentesmembra gruis sparsi sale multo non sine farre,pinguibus et ficis pastum iecur anseris albaeet leporum avolsos, ut multo suavius, armos,quam si cum lumbis quis edit. tum pectore adustovidimus et merulas poni et sine clune palumbis,suavis res, si non causas narraret earum etnaturas dominus; quem nos sic fugimus ulti,ut nihil omnino gustaremus, velut illisCanidia adflasset, peior serpentibus Afris.’