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Through many nations and through many seas borne, I come, brother, for these sad
funeral rites, that I may give the last gifts to the dead, and may vainly speak
to your silent ashes, since fortune has taken yourself away from me. Ah, poor
brother, undeservedly snatched from me. But now receive these gifts, which have
been handed down in the ancient manner of ancestors, the sad gifts to the grave,
drenched with a brother's tears, and for ever, brother, hail and farewell.
Catullus. The Carmina of Gaius Valerius Catullus. Leonard C. Smithers. London. Smithers. 1894.
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