Things are bad for your Catullus, Cornificius,
Things are bad, by Hercules, and painfully so,
and more and more so as days and hours pass.
With what word of comfort, which is the least
and the easiest, have you comforted him?
I am angry with you. Is this how you treat my love?
Give me a tiny bit of comfort,
sadder than the tears of Simonideus.