I know haven't written in a while, I just been so busy. I can't believe I ever wasted my time with that Catullus, there are so many other men out there! I love all the attention I'm getting from all those men...but not the attention I'm getting from Catullus...still. He wrote yet another poem for me, this one's even worse than the last one.
caelitum, temptare simul parati,
pauca nuntiate meae puellae
non bona dicta.
cum suis uiuat ualeatque moechis,
quos simul complexa tenet trecentos,
nullum amans uere, sed identidem omnium
ilia rumpens;
nec meum respectet, ut ante, amorem,
qui illius culpa cecidit uelut prati
ultimi flos, praetereunte postquam
tactus aratro est.
whatever the will of the gods will bring
to take a message to my mistress
not good words
let her live and flourish with her adulterers
who she holds three hundred of them at once in her embrace
truly loving none of them, but repeatedly
rupturing their thighs
nor, no longer let her look back for my love as before
which by her fault, has fallen
like the farthest flower in the meadow, after
it has been touched by a passing plow
He makes me out to be some common whore! I don't understand why he can't just mind his own business if he truly does not love me any more. He must still love me if he feels the need to condemn my relations with other men.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Catullus- How do you know that I even wrote this about you?
ReplyDeleteLesbia- who else would you have written it about?
ReplyDeleteCatullus- as you would say "mind your own business"
ReplyDelete