Carmina

Catullus

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

  1. Thy low sweet laughs which (ah me!) daze
  2. Mine every sense, and as I gaze
  3. Upon thee (Lesbia!) o'er me strays
  4. ---
  5. My tongue is dulled, my limbs adown
  6. Flows subtle flame; with sound its own
  7. Rings either ear, and o'er are strown
  8. Mine eyes with night.
  9. Ease has thy lot, Catullus, crost,
  10. Ease gladdens thee at heaviest cost,
  11. Ease killed the Kings ere this and lost the tallest towns
  1. What is't, Catullus? Why delay to out die?
  2. That Wen hight Nonius sits in curule chair,
  3. For Consulship Vatinius false doth swear;
  4. What is't, Catullus? Why delay to out die?
  1. I laughed at one 'mid Forum-crowd unknown
  2. Who, when Vatinius' crimes in wondrous way
  3. Had by my Calvus been explained, exposed,
  4. His hand upraising high admiring cried
  5. "Great Gods! the loquent little Doodle-diddle!"