Carmina
Catullus
Catullus, Gaius Valerius. The Carmina of Caius Valerius Catullus. Burton, Sir Richard Francis, translator. London, Printed for the Translators, 1894.
- Nay passing Gods (and that can be!)
- Who all the while sits facing thee
- Sees thee and hears
- Thy low sweet laughs which (ah me!) daze
- Mine every sense, and as I gaze
- Upon thee (Lesbia!) o'er me strays
- ---
- My tongue is dulled, my limbs adown
- Flows subtle flame; with sound its own
- Rings either ear, and o'er are strown
- Mine eyes with night.
- Ease has thy lot, Catullus, crost,
- Ease gladdens thee at heaviest cost,
- Ease killed the Kings ere this and lost the tallest towns
- What is't, Catullus? Why delay to out die?
- That Wen hight Nonius sits in curule chair,
- For Consulship Vatinius false doth swear;
- What is't, Catullus? Why delay to out die?
- I laughed at one 'mid Forum-crowd unknown
- Who, when Vatinius' crimes in wondrous way