Catullus 51

Catullus 51

That man seems to me to be equal to god,
that man, if it is allowable, seems to exceed the gods,
who, sitting opposite, again and again sees
and hears you

laughing sweetly, which snatches every sense
from miserable me, for, Lesbia, as soon as
I spied you, nothing remained to me
<deest v. 1>

but my tongue sticks; a thin flame descends
beneath my limbs, my ears ring
with their own sound, my eyes are covered
by twin darkness.

Leisure, Catullus, is annoying to you:
You are delighted and rejoice in leisure too much:
leisure has destroyed both former kingdoms
and wealthy cities.

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