Carmina
Catullus
Catullus, Gaius Valerius. The Carmina of Caius Valerius Catullus. Burton, Sir Richard Francis, translator. London, Printed for the Translators, 1894.
- And she refuses at our prayer restore
- Our stolen Note-books, an such slights ye bear.
- Let us pursue her clamouring our demands.
- "Who's she?" ye question: yonder one ye sight
- Mincingly pacing mime-like, perfect pest,
- With jaws wide grinning like a Gallic pup.
- Stand all round her dunning with demands,
- "Return (O rotten whore!) our noting books.
- Our noting books (O rotten whore!) return!"
- 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.