Ad Fabullium Catul Lib I Ep 13

Caenabis bene, mi Fabulle, apud me

Paucis, si dii tibi favent, diebus;

Si tecum attuleris bonam atque magnam

Caenam, non sine candida puella,

Et vino, et sale, et omnibus cachinnis.

Haec si, inquam, attuleris, Fabulle noster,

Caenabis bene: nam tui Catulli

Plenus sacculus est aranearum.

Sed, contra, accipies meros amores,

Seu quod suavius elegantiusve est:

Nam unguentum dabo, quod meae puellae

Donarunt Veneres Cupidinesque;

Quod tu cum olfacies, deos rogabis,

Totum te faciant, Fabulle, nasum.

                ENGLISH

Fabullus, I will treat you handsomely

Shortly, if the kind gods will favour thee.

If thou dost bring with thee a del'cate messe,

An olio or so, a pretty lass,

Brisk wine, sharp tales, all sorts of drollery,

These if thou bringst (I say) along with thee,

You shall feed highly, friend: for, know, the ebbs

Of my lank purse are full of spiders webs;

But then again you shall receive clear love,

Or what more grateful or more sweet may prove:

For with an ointment I will favour thee

My Venus's and Cupids gave to me,

Of which once smelt, the gods thou wilt implore,

Fabullus, that they'd make thee nose all ore.