Carmina

Catullus

Catullus, Gaius Valerius. The Carmina of Caius Valerius Catullus. Burton, Sir Richard Francis, translator. London, Printed for the Translators, 1894.

  1. Or (if aught) cleverer, he with converse meets,
  2. He now in dullness, dullest villain beats
  3. Forthright on handling verse, nor is the wight
  4. Ever so happy as when verse he write:
  5. So self admires he with so full delight.
  6. In sooth, we all thus err, nor man there be
  7. But in some matter a Suffenus see
  8. Thou canst: his lache allotted none shall lack
  9. Yet spy we nothing of our back-borne pack.
  1. Furius ! Nor chest, nor slaves can claim,
  2. Bug, Spider, nor e'e n hearth aflame,
  3. Yet thine a sire and step-dame who
  4. Wi' tooth can ever flint-food chew!
  5. So thou, and pleasant happy life
  6. Lead wi' thy parents wooden wife.
  7. Nor be this marvel: hale are all,
  8. Well ye digest; no fears appal
  9. For household-arsons, heavy ruin,
  10. Plunderings impious, poison-brewin'
  11. Or other parlous case forlorn.
  12. Your frames are hard and dried like horn,
  13. Or if more arid aught ye know
  14. By suns and frosts and hunger-throe.
  15. Then why not happy as thou'rt hale?
  16. Sweat's strange to thee, spit fails, and fail
  17. Phlegm and foul snivel from the nose.
  18. Add cleanness that aye cleanlier shows
  19. A bum than salt-pot cleanlier,
  20. Nor ten times cack'st in total year,
  21. And harder 'tis than pebble or bean
  22. Which rubbed in hand or crumbled, e'en
  23. On finger ne'er shall make unclean.
  24. Such blessings (Furius !) such a prize
  25. Never belittle nor despise;
  26. Hundred sesterces seek no more
  27. With wonted prayer—enow's thy store!