Letter 2026: I was thoroughly displeased by the solitude of Baiae [a famous resort on the Bay of Naples, now largely abandoned]...
I was thoroughly displeased by the solitude of Baiae [a famous resort on the Bay of Naples, now largely abandoned] and chose instead to stay at Puteoli [Pozzuoli, a busy port city nearby]. The healthful living conditions here suit me well. From here, God willing, I plan to make an excursion to Capua and spend the entire month in this pleasant circuit of Campanian towns.
If you can join me at any point along the way, nothing would make me happier. But if your obligations keep you in Rome, at least write to me frequently. A letter from you is worth more than the finest view of the bay. Farewell.
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Latin / Greek Original
Baiarum solitudine vehementer offensus Puteolis malui commorari. iuvat enim
nos istius loci salubris habitatio. dehinc, si adiutu dei optata processerint, Capuam
paramus excurrere totumque hunc mensem Novembrem diversis Campaniae locis atque 20
2 urbibus deputamus. haec est nostri summa propositi. sed ut animus alacrior desti-
nata promoveat, vestris adloquiis erigendus est; quandoquidem sanitatis vestrae et
felicitatis indicio nihil antiquius aestimamus. verum hoc pro insigni religione sponte
facietis, atque ideo non est necesse voluntariis officiis aculeos exhortationis adhibere.
3 interea quod te, mi frater, adfore polliceris, vehementer amplector. atque utinam te 25
domus tota comitetur! ut et nobis laetitiam pleniorem tribuat adventus omnium, et tibi
causa non sit citius in patriam recurrendi desiderio et amore remanentium.
XXVn a. 365—366 ?
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