He's still trying to use my words against me. I don't understand why he can't just get over our relationship, I mean I know I'm not easy to get over, but his desperation is less than attractive.
DICEBAS quondam solum te nosse Catullum,
Lesbia, nec prae me uelle tenere Iouem.
dilexi tum te non tantum ut uulgus amicam,
sed pater ut gnatos diligit et generos.
nunc te cognoui: quare etsi impensius uror,
multo mi tamen es uilior et leuior.
qui potis est, inquis? quod amantem iniuria talis
cogit amare magis, sed bene uelle minus.
You said once that Catullus was your only friend,
Lesbia, and that you would not prefer Jupiter himself to me
I loved you then, not only as the common sort love a mistress
but as a father loves his sons and sons-in-law
now i know you, which makes me burn even worse
you are cheaper and of less meaning to me
How can that be, you ask? Because a hurt of such kind
forces a lover to love more, but to wish her less well
I wish he would stop trying to make me feel so guilty about not being faithful to him. He's so moody all the time! I couldn't handle all of his different emotions! So i sought the comfort of happier men. Is that really so bad?
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Catullus- me? desperate? you're the one with hundreds of boyfriends.. I'd say you're desperate for attention
ReplyDeleteLesbia- you're right. I do love all the attention. If you're not desperate then why do you keep writing me all these poems, why do you obsess over me?
ReplyDeleteCatullus- you flatter yourself. I've written plenty of poems that aren't about you
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