Letter 25: The power of love's spell only grows stronger in me as I age.
To Heliodorus.
The power of love's spell only grows stronger in me as I age. The same is true for you — but if your countless responsibilities are such an obstacle that you can never spare a moment to honor with a letter those who deserve one, if you cannot snatch even a brief interval from affairs of state to write — at the very least, greet me through someone else's pen. Any word from you is better than silence.
Human translation — Livius.org
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