On Lesbia's Inconstancy, by Catullus
My mistress says, there's not a man
Of all the many that she knows,
She'd rather wed than me,...
Poems by Catullus
The Yacht, by Catullus
Stranger, the bark you see before you says
That in old times and in her early days
She was a l...
Varus and His Mistress, by Catullus
As I was idling time away
Just by the Forum t' other day,
My Varus took me thence
To see the ...
True or False, by Catullus
None could ever say that she,
Lesbia! Was so loved by me.
Never all the world around
Faith so...
To Rufus, by Catullus
Thee, Rufus, once I deemed a friend,
My thoughts were vain, aye worse than vain,
Thou did'...
To Lesbia False, by Catullus
Catullus, let the wanton go!
No longer play the fool, but deem
For ever lost what thou must k...
To Juventius, by Catullus
A kiss in sport I once did snatch,
Juventius, my pet, from thee,
Nor could ambrosia's sweet...
To Himself, by Catullus
If ever men can pleasure find
When comes the past before the mind,
In thinking o'er good actio...
To Celia, by Catullus
Kiss me, sweet: the wary lover
Can your favors keep, and cover,
When the common courting jay...
To Asinius, On His Practical Jokes, by Catullus
Asinius, Marrucinian vile,
Think you, when wine gives life to jest,
'Tis wit to filch with ...
Sirmio, by Catullus
Gem of all isthmuses and isles that lie,
Fresh or salt water's children, in clear lake
Or amp...
Sappho, by Catullus
Like to a god he seems to me,
O more than god, if that may be,
The man who, seated next to ...
Remorse, by Catullus
If there be joy for him who can retrace
His life, and see some good deeds shining there,
Who ...
The Parting Message to Lesbia, by Catullus
Companions, who would gladly go
With me through every toil below
To man's remotest seats:
Wh...
On the Burial of His Brother, by Catullus
By ways remote and distant waters sped,
Brother, to thy sad graveside am I come,
That I may ...