Catullus
Catullus
Gaius Valerius Catulluswas a Latin poet of the late Roman Republic who wrote in the neoteric style of poetry. His surviving works are still read widely, and continue to influence poetry and other forms of art...
loving-you mind matter
My mind's sunk so low, Claudia, because of you, wrecked itself on your account so bad already, that I couldn't like you if you were the best of women, -or stop loving you, no matter what you do.
wine water destruction
Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
brother bye good-bye
Brother, hello and good-bye. Frater, ave atque vale
hate and-love feels
I hate and love. And why, perhaps you’ll ask. I don’t know: but I feel, and I’m tormented.
laughter laughing foolish
There is nothing more foolish than a foolish laugh. Risu inepto res ineptior nulla est
hate love-you agony
I hate and love. You ask, perhaps, how can that be? I know not, but I feel the agony.
laughter men tears
Godlike the man who sits at her side, who watches and catches that laughter which (softly) tears me to tatters: nothing is left of me, each time I see her...
delight sparrows
My lady's sparrow is dead, the sparrow which was my lady's delight
girl flower boys
So a maiden, while she remains untouched, remains dear to her own; but when she has lost her chaste flower with sullied body, she remains neither lovely to boys nor dear to girls.
laughter silly
Nothing is more silly than silly laughter.
love
Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus
gratitude giving-up grateful
Give up wanting to deserve any thanks from anyone, or thinking anybody can be grateful.
sweet spring sky
Now Spring restores the balmy heat, now Zephyr's sweet breezes calm the rage of the equinoctial sky.
love hate hatred
I hate and I love. Perchance you ask why I do that. I know not, but I feel that I do and I am tortured. [Lat., Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris. Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior.]