Your letter complained that someone or other, in the course of a quarrel, had called you the wife of an exile.
§5.11.3indolui, non tam mea quod fortuna male audit, §5.11.4qui iam consuevi fortiter esse miser, §5.11.5quam quod cui minime vellem, sum causa pudoris, §5.11.6teque reor nostris erubuisse malis.
I grieved, not so much because my fortune is spoken ill of—I who have already become accustomed to being wretched courageously— as because I am the cause of shame to one whom least of all I would wish to be so, and I think that you have blushed at our misfortunes.
Endure and be firm; you have borne much heavier things when the prince's anger snatched me away from you.
Yet that man is mistaken, in whose judgment I am named an exile: a milder punishment followed my fault.
The greatest punishment for me is to have offended him himself, and I would have preferred that the hour of death had come to me before.
§5.11.13quassa tamen nostra est, non mersa nec obruta navis, §5.11.14utque caret portu, sic tamen extat aquis.
Yet our ship has been shattered, not sunk nor overwhelmed; and though it lacks a harbor, yet it stands out from the waters.
He did not take away from me life, nor wealth, nor the rights of a citizen— I who deserved to lose all things by my own fault.
But because wickedness was not present in that sin, he ordered me to do nothing except be absent from my ancestral hearths.
§5.11.19utque aliis, quorum numerum comprendere non est, §5.11.20Caesareum numen sic mihi mite fuit.
And as to others, whose number it is not possible to grasp, so to me Caesar's divinity was mild.
He himself uses towards me the name of a banished man, not of an exile.
tuta suo iudice causa mea est.
My cause is safe with its own judge.
§5.11.23iure igitur laudes. Caesar, pro parte virili §5.11.24carmina nostra tuas qualiacumque canunt: §5.11.25iure deos, ut adhuc caeli tibi limina claudant, §5.11.26teque velint sine se, comprecor, esse deum.
Justly, therefore, Caesar, my poems, such as they are, sing your praises to the best of my ability: justly do I pray the gods that they may still close the thresholds of heaven to you, and wish that you should be a god without them.