Charles Tesoriero, who was born on 2nd July 1973 and died on 21st August 2005, was one of the brightest young stars in the Australasian Classical firmament. A hugely engaging character, with a larger than life personality, he attracted a wide range of people to the study of Latin, which was both his career and his passion. After graduating from the University of Sydney with Honours in Latin, Charles embarked upon his PhD thesis, a commentary on the Erictho episode in Lucan Book 6. During this time he undertook a good deal of teaching, particularly in the elementary Latin course, where his dedication and enthusiasm saw enrolments increase to a record level. Later, he maintained his interest in Latin at Sydney, regularly visiting there every January to teach in the Latin Summer School inaugurated by Kevin Lee. Having received his doctorate with enthusiastic plaudits from the examiners, Charles was appointed as a lecturer in Classics and Ancient History at the University of New England, Armidale, where his expertise and immense charisma caused students to flock to him, and at the time of his death he was supervising no less than five Latin Honours theses. Charles was an inveterate attender at conferences in both Australasia and Italy. In particular, as the UNE representative on the ASCS executive committee for some years, he was a regular supporter of the annual conferences of the Society. He was also just beginning to reach his full maturity as a scholar. He had already published extensively on Lucan, was editing the Oxford Studies on Lucan and had papers in press on Catullus and the Laus Pisonis. As well, he left work in hand on Cicero's Pro Marcello and the 330 lines of Lucan 6 which he had not covered in his doctoral thesis.

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Salax taberna vosque contubernales,a pilleatis nona fratribus pila,solis putatis esse mentulas vobis,solis licere, quidquid est puellarum,confutuere et putare ceteros hircos? 5an, continenter quod sedetis insulsicentum an ducenti, non putatis ausurumme una ducentos irrumare sessores?atqui putate: namque totius vobisfrontem tabernae sopionibus scribam. 10puella nam mi, quae meo sinu fugit,amata tantum quantum amabitur nulla,pro qua mihi sunt magna bella pugnata,consedit istic. hanc boni beatiqueomnes amatis, et quidem, quod indignum est, 15omnes pusilli et semitarii moechi;tu praeter omnes une de capillatis,cuniculosae Celtiberiae fili,Egnati, opaca quem bonum facit barbaet dens Hibera defricatus urina. 20Randy tavern and you tavern-men, nine pillars from the cap-clad brothers, do you think that you alone have pricks, that you alone are permitted comprehensively to fuck whatever girls there are and to consider the rest of us goats? Do you really think that, because you sit there, silly fools, one hundred or maybe two hundred in a row, I won't dare to mouth-fuck you as you sit there, all of you at once? Well, you had better believe it. For I will inscribe the front of the whole tavern for you with obscene graffiti. For my girl, who has fled from my embrace, beloved by me as no other woman will be loved, for whom great wars have been fought by me, has taken her seat there with you. Her all you great and rich men love, and – what is shameful – all of you cheap back-street lechers: you above all, you outstanding member of the long-haired crew, son of bunny-infested Celtiberia, Egnatius, to whom a thick beard and his teeth brushed in Spanish urine give respectability.