Carmina
Catullus
Catullus, Gaius Valerius. The Carmina of Caius Valerius Catullus. Burton, Sir Richard Francis, translator. London, Printed for the Translators, 1894.
- Ere from the Gods just doom implore I, treason-betrayed,
- And with my breath supreme firm faith of Celestials invoke I.
- Therefore, O you who 'venge man's deed with penalties direful,
- Eumenides! aye wont to bind with viperous hairlocks
- Foreheads,—Oh, deign outspeak fierce wrath from bosom outbreathing,
- Hither, Oh hither, speed, and lend you all ear to my grievance,
- Which now sad I (alas!) outpour from innermost vitals
- Maugre my will, sans help, blind, fired with furious madness.
- And, as indeed all spring from veriest core of my bosom,
- Suffer you not the cause of grief and woe to evanish;
- But with the Will wherewith could Theseus leave me in loneness,
- Goddesses! bid that Will lead him, lead his, to destruction."
- E'en as she thus poured forth these words from anguish of bosom,
- And for this cruel deed, distracted, sued she for vengeance,
- Nodded the Ruler of Gods Celestial, matchless of All-might,
- When at the gest earth-plain and horrid spaces of ocean
- Trembled, and every sphere rockt stars and planets resplendent.
- Meanwhile Theseus himself, obscured in blindness of darkness
- As to his mind, dismiss'd from breast oblivious all things
- Erewhile enjoined and held hereto in memory constant,