Robinson Ellis - Catullus (Part XXXIII) lyrics

Master-robber of all that haunt the bath-rooms, Old Vibennius, and his heir the wanton; (His the dirtier hands, the greedy father, Yours the filthier heart, his heir as hungry; Please your knaveries hoist a sail for exile, Pains and privacy? since by this the father's Thefts are palpable, and a rusty favour, Son, picks never a penny from the people.