What does he do, Gellius, he who lusts after his own mother and sisters,
and stays awake all night, tunics thrown astride them?
What does he do, he who does not allow his paternal uncle to be the husband?
Have you any notion of the extent of iniquity that he performs?
Gellius, he does it to the extent that neither Oceanus, father of the nymphs,
nor his wife Tethys, who lives at the world's edge, washes his sins away:
there isn't any crime to which he could further proceed
if he weren't to devour himself as he lowers his head!

Quid facit is, Gelli, qui cum matre atque sorore
prurit, et abiectis pervigilat tunicis?
quid facit is, patruum qui non sinit esse maritum?
ecquid scis quantum suscipiat sceleris?
suscipit, o Gelli, quantum non ultima Tethys
nec genitor Nympharum abluit Oceanus:
nam nihil est quicquam sceleris, quo prodeat ultra,
non si demisso se ipse voret capite.