Carmina
Catullus
Catullus, Gaius Valerius. The Carmina of Caius Valerius Catullus. Burton, Sir Richard Francis, translator. London, Printed for the Translators, 1894.
- You to Fabúllus and my Verianiólus,
- Hath dared yon snipt Priapus to prefer?
- Upon rich banquets sumptuously spread
- Still gorge you daily while my comrades must
- Go seek invitals where the three roads fork?
- Those honied eyes of thine (Juventius!)
- If any suffer me sans stint to buss,
- I'd kiss of kisses hundred thousands three,
- Nor ever deem I'd reach satiety,
- Not albe denser than dried wheat-ears show
- The kissing harvests our embraces grow.
- Most eloquent 'mid race of Romulus>
- That is or ever was (Marc Tullius!)
- Or in the coming years the light shall see,
- His thanks, the warmest, offers unto thee
- Catullus, poet sorriest that be,
- And by such measure poet sorriest,
- As thou of pleaders art the bestest best.
- Idly (Licinius!) we our yesterday,
- Played with my tablets much as pleased us play,