“Dolor, doloris N. 3rd. M.
pain, anguish, grief, sorrow, suffering”

Catullus CI

Brother, I crossed countless lands and seas
to give you these last rites—to plead
with silent ashes—speak to me—
but death has stolen your voice—
Brother, ripped away from me too early,
take the ritual gifts of death, which I offer
in the ancient custom of our parents,
and which drip with your brother’s tears,
for the last time, brother: goodbye—

Goodbye.

Catullus CI

Multas per gentes et multa per aequora vectus
     advenio has miseras, frater, ad inferias,
ut te postremo donarem munere mortis
     et mutam nequiquam alloquerer cinerem.
quandoquidem fortuna mihi tete abstulit ipsum.
     heu miser indigne frater adempte mihi,
nunc tamen interea haec, prisco quae more parentum
     tradita sunt tristi munere ad inferias,
accipe fraterno multum manantia fletu,
     atque in perpetuum, frater, ave atque vale.