What if this abundance were not so easily yours?
Now, like a madman, you are standing in the middle of a river asking for water.
And you're not even pale yet. You haven't really felt the fire.
This is but the first spark of the suffering to come.
Then you'd rather face Armenian tigers and know the bondage of hell's wheel
than to feel so often the boy's bow in your marrow
and be powerless to deny your angry girl a single thing.
Propertius, 1.9 (Katz)