Carmina
Catullus
Catullus, Gaius Valerius. The Carmina of Caius Valerius Catullus. Burton, Sir Richard Francis, translator. London, Printed for the Translators, 1894.
- "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!
- O Farm our own, Sabine or Tiburtine,
- (For style thee "Tiburs" Who have not at heart
- To hurt Catullus, whereas all that have
- Wage any Wager thou be Sabine classed)
- But whether Sabine or of Tiburs truer
- To thy suburban Cottage fared I fain
- And fro' my bronchials drave that cursèd cough
- Which not unmerited on me my maw,
- A-seeking sumptuous banquetings, bestowed.
- For I requesting to be Sestius' guest
- Read against claimant Antius a speech,