Catullus 78b

sed nunc id doleo, quod purae pura puellae
suauia comminxit spurca saliua tua.
uerum id non impune feres: nam te omnia saecla
noscent et, qui sis, fama loquetur anus.



But what irks me now is that your filthy saliva
has soiled the pure kisses of a pure girl.
You won't get away scot-free, though. All future ages
shall know you, and ancient Fame tell what you are.
(trans. Peter Green)