The Poem Junction

The Poem Junction

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Catullus 2

O sparrow, delightful pet of my girl,
with whom she is accustomed to play, who she is accustomed to hold in her lap,
To whom, when reaching for it, she is accustomed to give the top of her finger,
And to provoke sharp bites,
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Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Catullus 4

That yacht, which you see, my guests
says that it was the fastest of ships
and that it was not not able to surpass the challenge of any floating ship (timber)
whether with small oars or with a sail
there would be a need to fly
and it (my yacht) denies that the shore
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