Perhaps it is but pity; for he, who ought to be the happiest, is surely the most wretched man under the sun.

O great Asklepios, O bountiful and gracious Hygeia, ease his sufferings, which are indeed beyond endurance! Nor shall you lack an offering.

I will dedicate a cock to you; and as the cock announces a new day, so perchance shall you grant to Caracalla the dawn of a new existence in better health.
"Alas, gracious god! but thou art grave, as though the offering were too small.

How gladly would I bring a goat, but I know not whether my money will suffice, for it is only what I have saved.

By and by, when the youth I love is my husband, I will prove my gratitude; for he is as rich as he is handsome and kind, and will, I know, refuse me nothing.