Carmina

Catullus

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

  1. So I might talk wi' thee, and be wi' thee.
  2. But when these wearied limbs from labour free
  3. Were on my couchlet strewn half-dead to lie,
  4. For thee (sweet wag!) this poem for thee wrote I,
  5. Whereby thou mete and weet my cark and care.
  6. Now be not over-bold, nor this our prayer
  7. Outspit thou (apple of mine eyes !): we pray
  8. Lest doom thee Nemesis hard pain repay :—
  9. She's a dire Goddess, 'ware thou cross her way.
  1. Peer of a God meseemeth he,
  2. Nay passing Gods (and that can be!)
  3. Who all the while sits facing thee
  4. Sees thee and hears
  5. Thy low sweet laughs which (ah me!) daze
  6. Mine every sense, and as I gaze
  7. Upon thee (Lesbia!) o'er me strays
  8. ---
  9. My tongue is dulled, my limbs adown
  10. Flows subtle flame; with sound its own
  11. Rings either ear, and o'er are strown