I have borne much and for a long time; my patience has been conquered by your vices; depart from my weary heart, shameful love!
To be sure, I have now claimed my freedom and escaped my chains, and what I was not ashamed to bear, I am now ashamed to have borne.
We have conquered, and we tread underfoot a subdued love; horns have come at last to my head.
§3.11a.7Perfer et obdura! dolor hic tibi proderit olim; §3.11a.8Saepe tulit lassis sucus amarus opem.
Endure and hold out! this pain will benefit you one day; often a bitter juice has brought aid to the weary.
Did I then endure, so often shut out from your doors, to lay my free-born body on the hard ground?
§3.11a.11Ergo ego nescio cui, quem tu conplexa tenebas, §3.11a.12Excubui clausam servus ut ante domum?
Did I then, for some nameless rival whom you held embraced, keep watch before the closed house like a slave as before?
§3.11a.13Vidi, cum foribus lassus prodiret amator, §3.11a.14Invalidum referens emeritumque latus; §3.11a.15Hoc tamen est levius, quam quod sum visus ab illo — §3.11a.16Eveniat nostris hostibus ille pudor!
I saw when the exhausted lover came out of the doors, dragging back his weak and worn-out body; yet this is lighter than that I was seen by him — may that shame happen to our enemies!
§3.11a.17Quando ego non fixus lateri patienter adhaesi, §3.11a.18Ipse tuus custos, ipse vir, ipse comes?
When did I not patiently cling fixed to your side, myself your guard, myself your husband, myself your companion?
§3.11a.19Scilicet et populo per me comitata placebas; §3.11a.20Causa fuit multis noster amoris amor.
To be sure, accompanied by me, you pleased the public too; our love was the cause of love for many.
Why should I recall the shameful lies of your empty tongue and the gods falsely sworn to my ruin?
Why the silent nods of young men during banquets, and words disguised under prearranged codes?
§3.11a.25Dicta erat aegra mihi — praeceps amensque cucurri; §3.11a.26Veni, et rivali non erat aegra meo!
I was told you were ill — headlong and frantic I ran; I arrived, and you were not ill for my rival!
§3.11a.27His et quae taceo duravi saepe ferendis; §3.11a.28Quaere alium pro me, qui queat ista pati.
I have often hardened myself by bearing these things and those I keep silent; seek another in my place who can endure such things.
Already my ship, wreathed with a votive garland, undisturbed hears the swelling waters of the sea.