Catullus,
Catullus 64, lines 50–253
“ Wherefore Eumenides, punishing the deeds of men with vengeful penalty, for whom a forehead crowned with snaky hair brings forth angers of the exhaling chest, Here, here, come, listen to my complaints, Which I, woe to unhappy (me) , impoverished, am compelled to bring forth from the last marrows, raging, blind with insane fury. Which since they are born true from the deepest chest, You! Do not suffer our grief to vanish, But with like what mind Theseus left me alone With such a mind, goddesses, let he pollute with death himself and his own. ”
