Alfenus, unmindful and unfaithful to your comrades true, is there now no pity in
you, hard of heart, for your sweet loving friend? Do you betray me now, and not
hesitate to play me false now, dishonourable one? Yet the irreverent deeds of
traitorous men do not please the dwellers in heaven: this you take no heed of,
leaving me wretched among my ills. Tell me, ah, what may men do, or in whom may
they have their trust? Surely you used to bid me entrust my soul to you, unfair,
drawing my affections to yourself, as though all were safely mine. Yet now you
withdraw yourself, and all your purposeless words and deeds you suffer the winds
and airy clouds to bear away. If you have forgotten, yet the gods remember,
Faith remembers, and in time to come will make you regret your doing.
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