Chapter 1
Imperial Tibullus LatinAt last the love I've waited for has come.
(No shame to say so: more to cover up).
My Camenae called on her in prayer, and Cytherea brought him to my heart.
Venus kept her promise: now she can tell my tale of joy to those who don't believe.
I hardly want to give this letter up so no one else sees it before he does.
I'm glad I did it — why wear a prudish mask, as if he wasn't good enough for me!