To the Consul Nomus, after a Short Visit

I am of two minds about sending a letter to your greatness. On the one hand, I know how everything depends on your judgment; I see you under the weight of public cares, and so I think it better to keep silent. On the other hand, knowing well the breadth and capacity of your mind, I cannot bear to say nothing, and I am afraid of being charged with neglect. Besides, I am spurred on by the longing left in me by the short taste I had of your company. I was kept from enjoying it fully by the illness and death of that most blessed man, so now I think writing will be a comfort. I pray the Master of all to guide your life, so that it may always be carried along on favorable breezes, and so that we may reap the benefit of your kind care. [a]