"It was a Gaul that persuaded your wretched wife into quitting your house and her child." "And I loved, oh! how I loved Glycera!" groaned the old man.

"She lived like a princess and I fulfilled her every wish before it was uttered.
She herself has said a hundred times that I was too kind and too yielding, and that there was nothing left for her to wish.

Then the Gaul came to our house, a man as acrid as sour wine, but with a fluent tongue and sparkling eyes.

How he entangled Glycera I know not, nor do I want to know; he shall atone for it in hell.

For the poor lost woman I pray day and night.