You?ll dine well, in a few days, with me,
if the gods are kind to you, my dear Fabullus,
and if you bring lots of good food with you,
and don?t come without a pretty girl
and wine and wit and all your laughter.
I say you?ll dine well, and charmingly,
if you bring all that: since your Catullus?s
purse alas is full of cobwebs.
But accept endearments in return for the wine
or whatever?s sweeter and finer:
since I?ll give you a perfume my girl
was given by the Loves and Cupids,
and when you?ve smelt it, you?ll ask the gods
to make you, Fabullus, all nose.