Carmina
Catullus
Catullus, Gaius Valerius. The Carmina of Caius Valerius Catullus. Burton, Sir Richard Francis, translator. London, Printed for the Translators, 1894.
- No doit thou car'st? O Mire! O Stuff O' stews!
- Or if aught fouler filthier dirt there be.
- Yet must we never think these words suffice.
- But if naught else avail, at least a blush
- Forth of that bitch-like brazen brow we'll squeeze.
- Cry all together in a higher key
- "Restore (O rotten whore!) our noting books,
- Our noting books (O rotten whore!) restore !"
- Still naught avails us, nothing is she moved.
- Now must our measures and our modes be changed
- An we would anywise our cause advance.
- "Restore (chaste, honest Maid!) our noting books!"
- Hail, girl who neither nose of minim size
- Owns, nor a pretty foot, nor jetty eyes,
- Nor thin long fingers, nor mouth dry of slaver
- Nor yet too graceful tongue of pleasant flavour,
- Leman to Formian that rake-a-hell.
- What, can the Province boast of thee as belle?
- Thee with my Lesbia durst it make compare?
- O Age insipid, of all humour bare!