Twice the sun has approached me after the frosts of icy winter, and twice has completed his journey, having touched the sign of Pisces.
In so long a time, why has your right hand not been dutiful, if only in writing a few verses?
Why has your loyalty ceased, while those write to me with whom I had but slight acquaintance?
Why, as often as I untied the threads of any letter, did I hope that it bore your name?
May the gods grant that your letter has been frequently written by your right hand, but out of many none has been delivered to me.
§4.7.11quod precor, esse liquet.
What I pray for, is clearly true.
credam prius ora Medusae §4.7.12Gorgonis anguineis cincta fuisse comis, §4.7.13esse canes utero sub virginis, esse Chimaeram, §4.7.14a truce quae flammis separet angue leam. §4.7.15quadrupedesque hominis cum pectore pectora iunctos, §4.7.16tergeminumque virum tergeminumque canem, §4.7.17Sphingaque et Harpyias serpentipedesque Gigantes, §4.7.18centimanumque Gyan semibovemque virum. §4.7.19haec ego cuncta prius, quam te, carissime, credam §4.7.20mutatum curam deposuisse mei,
I would sooner believe that the face of Medusa the Gorgon was girt with snaky hair, that there were dogs beneath the virgin's belly, that the Chimaera existed, which separates the lioness from the fierce snake with flames, and the quadrupeds joined to a human breast, and the triple-bodied man, and the triple-headed dog, and the Sphinx and the Harpies, and the snake-footed Giants, and the hundred-handed Gyas, and the half-bull man— I would believe all these things sooner than that you, my dearest friend, have changed and cast off your care for me.
Innumerable mountains and roads, peaks and plains, and no few seas lie between me and you.
By a thousand causes it can happen that the letter which has been often sent by you comes but rarely into our hands.