1At last redeem the pledge of my hendecasyllables, which have promised your writings to our common friends. 1They are appealed to every day, they are dunned, and there is now a danger that they may be compelled to accept a writ for production. 2I myself am a hesitater when it comes to publishing, but you have outdone even my hesitation and slowness. 2So either break off your delays now, or beware lest those same books, which my hendecasyllables cannot coax from you with flattery, my scazons may wring from you with abuse. 3The work is finished and complete, and it is no longer polished by the file but worn away.
3Let me see your name on the title, let me hear that the volumes of my Tranquillus are being copied, read and sold. 3It is fair, since our love is so mutual, that I should get from you the same pleasure that you enjoy from me. 3Farewell.