Carmina
Catullus
Catullus, Gaius Valerius. The Carmina of Caius Valerius Catullus. Burton, Sir Richard Francis, translator. London, Printed for the Translators, 1894.
- Nor with such rapture e'er joyed his mate of snowy-hued plumage
- Dove-mate, albeit aye wont in her immoderate heat
- Said be the bird to snatch hot kisses with beak ever billing,
- As diddest thou :—yet is Woman multivolent still.
- But thou 'vailedest alone all these to conquer in love-lowe,
- When conjoindd once more unto thy yellow-haired spouse.
- Worthy of yielding to her in naught or ever so little
- Came to the bosom of us she, the fair light of my life,
- Round whom fluttering oft the Love-God hither and thither
- Shone with a candid sheen robed in his safflower dress.
- She though never she bide with one Catullus contented,
- Yet will I bear with the rare thefts of my dame the discreet,
- Lest over-irk I give which still of fools is the fashion.
- Often did Juno eke Queen of the Heavenly host
- Boil wi' the rabidest rage at dire default of a husband
- Learning the manifold thefts of her omnivolent Jove,
- Yet with the Gods mankind 'tis nowise righteous to liken,
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- Rid me of graceless task fit for a tremulous sire.
- Yet was she never to me by hand paternal committed