Carmina
Catullus
Catullus, Gaius Valerius. The Carmina of Caius Valerius Catullus. Burton, Sir Richard Francis, translator. London, Printed for the Translators, 1894.
- Then do you so-wise act, and stored in memory's heart-core
- Dwell these mandates of me, no time their traces untracing.
- Dip, when first shall arise our hills to gladden your eye-glance,
- Down from your every mast the ill-omened vestments of mourning,
- Then let the twisten ropes upheave the whitest of canvas,
- Wherewith splendid shall gleam the tallest spars of the top-mast,
- These seeing sans delay with joy exalting my spirit
- Well shall I wot boon Time sets you returning before me."
- Such were the mandates which stored at first in memory constant
- Faded from Theseus' mind like mists, compelled by the whirlwind,
- Fleet from aerial crests of mountains hoary with snow-drifts.
- But as the sire had sought the citadel's summit for outlook,
- Wasting his anxious eyes with tear-floods evermore flowing,
- Forthright e'en as he saw the sail-gear darkened with dye-stain,
- Headlong himself flung he from the sea-cliff's pinnacled summit