1                   Yesterday, Licinius, a day full of leisure

2                   we played on my tablets much

3                   as it had been agreed to be interested in pleasure/elegant:

4                   each one of us writing light poetry

5                   was playing now in this (poetic) meter, now in that meter

6                   returning reciprocally through jesting and wine.

7                   And from there/that time I have left your charm

8                   burned, Licinius, by [your] cleverness/charm

9                   so that neither does food please me

10              nor does sleep close my little eyes with calm

11              but wild I keep tossing in the whole bed with fury

12              desiring to see the light,

13              in order to talk with you and at the same time to be with you

14              But after the limbs of [my] body worn out with labor

15              half dead were lying (in ruins) on the bed

16              I wrote/made this poem for you, delightful one,

17              from which you might learn of my suffering.

18              Now beware to be bold, and our prayers

19              I pray beware to reject the little eye/jewel

20              lest Nemesis demands penalties from you

21              she is violent/powerful; beware/don’t harm or strike/offend her