Letter 2054: You are performing the duty of a good brother, but stop reminding someone who already remembers.
You are performing the duty of a good brother, but cease to remind one who already remembers. The ceremonies of the gods and the festivals ordained by the divinity are well known to us. Unless, perhaps, you require me alone to carry out your turn of duty, and, as a sacred rite is customarily entrusted, you lay your own office upon me. Enjoy your abundant delights; we shall attend to the things commanded. But remember, once the festival days are completed, to make sharers in your luxury those whom you took such pains to have as partners in fasting.
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Latin / Greek Original
15 Fungeris boni fratris officio, sed desine memorem commonere. notae nobis sunt
caerimoniae deorum et festa divinitatis imperata. nisi forte me solum exequi vicem
tuam postulas, et ut adsolet res divina mandari, mibi tuum munus iniungis. fruere
deliciis copiosis; nos mandata curabimus. sed memento exactis feriis participes facere
luxuriae tuae, quos tantopere laborasti consortes habere ieiunii.
20 Lim ante a. 395.
Revision history
- 2026-05-27v2.2.34-import
Initial corpus import from modern symmachus retranslated v1.
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