Now Spring restores the balmy heat, now Zephyr’s sweet breezes calm the rage of the equinoctial sky.
CATULLUSStop wishing to merit anyone’s gratitude or thinking that anyone can become grateful.
More Catullus Quotes
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My lady’s sparrow is dead, the sparrow which was my lady’s delight
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Who now travels that dark path from whose bourne they say no one returns. [Lat., Qui nunc it per iter tenebricosum Illue unde negant redire quemquam.]
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It is difficult to lay aside a confirmed passion.
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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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So a maiden, whilst she remains untouched, so long is she dear to her own; when she has lost her chaste flower with sullied body, she remains neither lovely to boys nor dear to girls.
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The vows that woman makes to her fond lover are only fit to be written on air or on the swiftly passing stream.
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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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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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I write of youth, of love, and have access by these to sing of cleanly wantonness.
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Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
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Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus
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Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.
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Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.
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Every one has his faults: but we do not see the wallet on our own backs.
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The confounding of all right and wrong, in wild fury, has averted from us the gracious favor of the gods.
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