Sansone Catullus 8
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Latin
Latin
Poor Catullus , stop playing the fool
and consider what you see to have died dead .
Bright suns used to shine for you ,
when you went back and forth to where your girl was leading
having been loved by us as much as no one will be loved .
When those many delights were happening there ,
which you were willing and she was not unwilling ,
truly bright suns shone for you .
Now she no longer is willing . You , also weak , be unwilling ,
neither follow the one who flees nor live miserable ,
but persist with a stubborn mind , endure .
Farewell girl , now Catullus endures ,
neither will he seek you nor will he ask for you being unwilling .
But you will be in pain , when you will not be sought .
Wicked woman , woe to you , what life remains to you ?
Who now will approach you ? To whom will you seem beautiful ?
Whom now will you love ? Whose will you be said to be ?
Whom will you kiss ? Whose lips will you bite ?
But you , Catullus , being resolved , endure .
and consider what you see to have died dead .
Bright suns used to shine for you ,
when you went back and forth to where your girl was leading
having been loved by us as much as no one will be loved .
When those many delights were happening there ,
which you were willing and she was not unwilling ,
truly bright suns shone for you .
Now she no longer is willing . You , also weak , be unwilling ,
neither follow the one who flees nor live miserable ,
but persist with a stubborn mind , endure .
Farewell girl , now Catullus endures ,
neither will he seek you nor will he ask for you being unwilling .
But you will be in pain , when you will not be sought .
Wicked woman , woe to you , what life remains to you ?
Who now will approach you ? To whom will you seem beautiful ?
Whom now will you love ? Whose will you be said to be ?
Whom will you kiss ? Whose lips will you bite ?
But you , Catullus , being resolved , endure .
Miser
Catulle
,
desinas
ineptire
,
et quod vides perisse perditum ducas .
fulsere quondam candidi tibi soles ,
cum ventitabas quo puella ducebat
amata nobis quantum amabitur nulla .
ibi illa multa cum iocosa fiebant ,
quae tu volebas nec puella nolebat ,
fulsere vere candidi tibi soles .
nunc iam illa non vult : tu quoque impotens noli ,
nec quae fugit sectare , nec miser vive ,
sed obstinata mente perfer , obdura .
vale puella , iam Catullus obdurat ,
nec te requiret nec rogabit invitam .
at tu dolebis , cum rogaberis nulla .
scelesta , vae te , quae tibi manet vita ?
quis nunc te adibit ? cui videberis bella ?
quem nunc amabis ? cuius esse diceris ?
quem basiabis ? cui labella mordebis ?
at tu , Catulle , destinatus obdura .
et quod vides perisse perditum ducas .
fulsere quondam candidi tibi soles ,
cum ventitabas quo puella ducebat
amata nobis quantum amabitur nulla .
ibi illa multa cum iocosa fiebant ,
quae tu volebas nec puella nolebat ,
fulsere vere candidi tibi soles .
nunc iam illa non vult : tu quoque impotens noli ,
nec quae fugit sectare , nec miser vive ,
sed obstinata mente perfer , obdura .
vale puella , iam Catullus obdurat ,
nec te requiret nec rogabit invitam .
at tu dolebis , cum rogaberis nulla .
scelesta , vae te , quae tibi manet vita ?
quis nunc te adibit ? cui videberis bella ?
quem nunc amabis ? cuius esse diceris ?
quem basiabis ? cui labella mordebis ?
at tu , Catulle , destinatus obdura .