Who should i dedicate my delightful thirsty little book that has a manner as polished as a pumice stone?
Cornelius, you: in fact are in the habit of being able to travel with anybody and believe nonsense
you go then with intent is one and all the tribes of Italy time unfold papyrus to teach, Jupiter, and painstakingly!
Therefore, have you whichever that book at any time; what, o virgin patron, greatly one remain continual age.
3- 1.5
Mourn, o Venus and Cupid,
and how many is of the prettiest people:
the dead parrot is my girl's,
the parrot, delight of my girl,
who she loved more than her own eyes
7
How many of my kisses are you seeking, Lesbia, that they may be more than enough.
How great a number is the sand of Libya
The laserpicium lies in the blazing Cyrene
between the oracle of Jupiter and
Battus' ancient sacred tomb.
Or how many stars, when the night is silent,
They see the hidden love of people
So many kisses ito kiss you
is wild, Catullus
Which neither they may be able to count
Up the spies nor evil is able to bewitch the tongue
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Varus led me leisurely from the
forum to see his new love:
the whore (she is looking at me so unexpectedly)
not sensibly intelligent nor unattractive;
we were coming so, we fell into different conversations
Napkin thief
Have you no better topics to write about?
why does my liking of napkins offend you so?
You truly honor me, Catullus,
with your interest in my doings
For you are such a great and upstanding man
and I, but a lowly napkin thief.
Out of all of the topics of the world
you chose to write about me,
even though you do it out of hate,
it is flattery nonetheless.
forgive me, Catullus, I did not know
that those napkins were so precious to you.
they are mere cloth, but apparently
they are also food for your short temper.
I am humbled by your attention
to my shortcomings and I pray
for the forgiveness of such an morally upstanding man such as yourself.
Napkin thief
Have you no better topics to write about?
why does my liking of napkins offend you so?
You truly honor me, Catullus,
with your interest in my doings
For you are such a great and upstanding man
and I, but a lowly napkin thief.
Out of all of the topics of the world
you chose to write about me,
even though you do it out of hate,
it is flattery nonetheless.
forgive me, Catullus, I did not know
that those napkins were so precious to you.
they are mere cloth, but apparently
they are also food for your short temper.
I am humbled by your attention
to my shortcomings and I pray
for the forgiveness of such an morally upstanding man such as yourself.
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