What malady of the mind, wretched little Ravidus,
Drives you headlong into my iambics?
Which god have you mindlessly invoked
To stir up the beginnings of a fevered brawl?
Or do you want to be on everyone’s lips?
Do you long to be famous by whatever it takes?
You will be, since you have chosen to love my lover
Despite the long punishment that awaits.