Now is the time to drink, now is the time for free feet to move
Now is the time for the people of Salii to feast and decorate the sacred couch in the temple of the gods, friend.
Previously it was a crime to make Caesubum wine in the ancestral cellar
While the queen went insane from power
And prepared for the death of her government
The queen was foul and shameful
Her servants were sick and weak men
Drunk with the wine from victory
Cleopatra escaped from the fire with only one ship
The cheap wine from Mareotis made the queen
Frenzied and she feared that Caesar was coming from Actium
Pressing hard upon their oars, just like the soft hawk
The fatal monster, which is with dignity
She does not die like a woman
She is frightened by the sword, but does not try to hide
Even the wise king looked a her judged face
The now peaceful face, it is fierce and strong to behold serpents
Her body drinks the poison entirely
Consider carefully her fierce death:
Surely envious are those on the fierce war ships
Her pride led like a humble woman's triumph
Extra Credit
Horace's dedication was heartfelt and sincere, while Catullus' dedication was making fun of his friend, Cornelius. Horace dedicated his poetry to his patron and friend, Maecenas. Horace praises Maecenas for being noble, Catullus sarcastically talks about Cornelius.
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