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Updated: May 25, 2025
The legend of the Argonauts which forms its subject was one that had already been treated by Varro Atacinus apparently in the form of an imitation or translation from the same writer, Appollonius Rhodius, whom Valerius also chose as his model.
"Why didst thou not relieve her?" "Because she wished to watch, and it is for me to obey." Here his eyes grew gloomy, and after a while he added: "If I had disobeyed her, thou wouldst not be living." "Art thou sorry for not having killed me?" "No, lord. Christ has not commanded us to kill." "But Atacinus and Croton?" "I could not do otherwise," muttered Ursus.
The lampadarii had to cry oftener and oftener, "Give way to the litter of the noble tribune!" From the sides unknown people crowded up to the litter so much that Atacinus commanded the slaves to repulse them with clubs. Suddenly a cry was heard in front of the procession. In one instant all the lights were extinguished. Around the litter came a rush, an uproar, a struggle.
Vinicius had followed in everything the words of Petronius, who advised him not to go for Lygia, but to send Atacinus with the permission obtained from Cæsar, to receive her himself in the house, receive her with friendliness and even with marks of honor. "Thou wert drunk yesterday," said he; "I saw thee. Thou didst act with her like a quarryman from the Alban Hills.
Among the few poets who succeeded the circle of Catullus, the only one of interest is Publius Terentius Varro, known as Varro Atacinus from his birthplace on the banks of the Aude in Provence, the first of the long list of Transalpine writers who filled Rome at a later period.
Varro Atacinus, in those works which have gained him fame, appears as a translator by no means contemptible, but is not rich enough to add to the resources of eloquence. Ennius let us reverence as we should groves of holy antiquity, whose grand and venerable trees have more sanctity than beauty. Others are nearer our own day, and more useful for the matter in hand.
In one moment Lygia recognized Atacinus, a freedman of Vinicius, who had visited the house of Aulus. Acte screamed; but Atacinus bent low and said, "A greeting, divine Lygia, from Marcus Vinicius, who awaits thee with a feast in his house which is decked in green." The lips of the maiden grew pale. "I go," said she. Then she threw her arms around Acte's neck in farewell.
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