Letter 95

Quintus Aurelius SymmachusUnknown|c. 401 AD|symmachus

I'd been wondering, my dear friend, why you'd let the silence drag on so long. It was all the more painful because I hadn't neglected my own duty to write. The moment your letter arrived, joy rushed in and complaint vanished — friendship is quickly healed by attention.

And you'd spread your page with such honey-sweet eloquence that any lingering resentment was drowned as if by a cup of Lethe. So — pen now turned to gratitude instead of the reproach I'd been composing — I'll just add one request: please never let the letters lapse again. And if you can't think of anything to report, it will be enough simply to assure me that you're well.

Modern English rendering for readability. See the 19th-century translation or original Latin/Greek for scholarly use.

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