A Private Discusion

[dedalus]

Dear Gaius Metellus, I hope you enjoy this feast

and all its concomitant celebrations,

arranged by the well-known, the infamous Fidius Balbo,

at a cost which raised both my brows,

but only for a moment, naturally.

I am told your grand-niece Philomena,

a pure young priestess, a vestal, in fact,

has pronounced some sort of anathema

against a few interests I hold rather close

and I am wounded, very much distraught

at a hint of any thought of dissension

between us, fellow legionnaires under Sulla,

now cousins by marriage. Another ortolan?

I have asked the slave to bring us special wine,

the kind I reserve for old friends.

Caesar is poised to cross the Rubicon

and will presumably lose this desperate gamble,

although his nerve, his luck, is phenomenal.

I shall support him. You will follow Pompey.

I suggest we look out for one another, old friend,

and you have a quiet word with Philomena.

 

[dr_con]

Very nice, Mr. B! A pleasure to read, and hilarious to boot! ;-)

Juris