Book X, Epigram 20 (Ker)

That Celtiberian Salo draws me to gold-bearins shores, that I fain would see on the hillside the roofs of my native land, you are the cause, Manius, dear to me from my ingenuous years, and wooed with boyhood's friendship; than whom none else in Hiberia's land is more sweet to me, and of genuine love more worthy. At your side could I have welcomed the sun-parched Carthaginian's Gaetulian huts and the hospitality of Scythian steads. If your heart be as mine, if you have a mutual love for me, then, in whatever place, for us twain it will be Rome.