My lady’s sparrow is dead, the sparrow which was my lady’s delight
CATULLUSThe confounding of all right and wrong, in wild fury, has averted from us the gracious favor of the gods.
More Catullus Quotes
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Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.
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What woman says to fond lover should be written on air or the swift water. [Lat., Mulier cupido quod dicit amanti, In vento et rapida scribere oportet aqua.]
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What a woman says to an eager lover, write it on running water, write it on air.
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To whom do I give my new elegant little book? Cui dono lepidum novum libellum?
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It is difficult to suddenly give up a long love. Difficile est longum subito deponere amorem
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I hate and I love, and who can tell me why?
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Give up wanting to deserve any thanks from anyone, or thinking anybody can be grateful.
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Every one has his faults: but we do not see the wallet on our own backs.
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I write of youth, of love, and have access by these to sing of cleanly wantonness.
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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.
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Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
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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.
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Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
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Stop wishing to merit anyone’s gratitude or thinking that anyone can become grateful.
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Now Spring restores the balmy heat, now Zephyr’s sweet breezes calm the rage of the equinoctial sky.
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