Satyricon 132.3
Lucy Yang / Satyricon
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- Modified on 2025-05-07 13:35:17
- Translated by Gareth Schmeling; W. C. Firebaugh
- Aligned by Lucy Yang
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erectus igitur in cubitum hac fere oratione contumacem vexavi : " quid dicis " inquam
" omnium hominum deorumque pudor ? nam ne nominare quidem te inter res serias fas est .
hoc de te merui , ut me in caelo positum ad inferos traheres ? Lut traduceres annos primo florentes vigore senectaeque ultimae mihi lassitudinem imponeres ? rogo te , mihi apodixin « non » defunctoriam redde . "
" omnium hominum deorumque pudor ? nam ne nominare quidem te inter res serias fas est .
hoc de te merui , ut me in caelo positum ad inferos traheres ? Lut traduceres annos primo florentes vigore senectaeque ultimae mihi lassitudinem imponeres ? rogo te , mihi apodixin « non » defunctoriam redde . "
So I raised myself on my elbow and reproached my impotent member with words something like these : " What do you have to say for yourself , you embarrassment to men and gods ? For it is improper even to mention your name in a serious conversation . Did I deserve this from you , that when you had placed me in heaven , you should then drag me down to hell ? That you should make an exhibition of my prime years of vigor and then saddle me with the weakness of extreme old age ? I ask you now , give me serious proof of your power . "
Raising myself upon my elbow I rebuked the shirker in some such terms as these : " What have you to say for yourself , you disgrace to gods and men , " I demanded , " for your name must never be mentioned among refined people . Did I deserve to be lifted up to heaven and then dragged down to hell by you ? Was it right for you to slander my flourishing and vigorous years and land me in the shadows and lassitude of decrepit old age ? Give me some sign , however faint , I beg of you , that you have returned to life ! ’ I vented my anger in words such as these .