Marcus Tullius Cicero's letter to his brother, Quintus, on
Written in 54 B.C.
The outcome of the campaign in Britain is anxiously awaited; for everyone knows that the approaches to the island are walled with astonishing cliffs. It has also been ascertained that there is not a scrap of silver in the island, nor any hope of booty except slaves; and I don't think you can expect any of those to have had a literary or musical education.
Translated by L.P. Wilkinson in 1966.
  It's obvious to Quintus that the weather does not probate an exciting legatio, that the Beatles hadn't had their chance to crack the American market yet, and that Posh Spice was already married to some sort of tribal messenger that kicked cow poo or bladders around for sport....