O, come with old Catullus, that we may dine:
a loaf of bread, a flask of wine, you, a girl,
it will be Paradise!
So long as you bring some wine,
and maybe a bit of bread,
and definitely a girl,
and you.
For your well-salted wit
you shall have all my love,
(though my pockets are home for spiders)
and a little something more elegant,
or smelly, I should say -
for my latest girlfriend left a bottle of the
most stinkiferous, redolent, exotic attar
of roses that you ever smelled.
(You will beg the gods of love to make you
All Nose.)
Heaven.
***
This was a bit of fun translation we were assigned in Latin class many years ago. The classmate who opened her version as "Roses are red, violets are blue; I'm really broke, how about you?" I think had the best one.
Catullus No13
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I love it Daisy! I was crap at latin. Did you do the caicilius books? Maybe they don't teach with them anymore. I remember the son was Quintus and the dog was cerberus which I think is the word for dog anyway! And they all died at Pompeii xDaisyNinjaGirl wrote: ↑Mon May 08, 2023 10:16 am O, come with old Catullus, that we may dine:
a loaf of bread, a flask of wine, you, a girl,
it will be Paradise!
So long as you bring some wine,
and maybe a bit of bread,
and definitely a girl,
and you.
For your well-salted wit
you shall have all my love,
(though my pockets are home for spiders)
and a little something more elegant,
or smelly, I should say -
for my latest girlfriend left a bottle of the
most stinkiferous, redolent, exotic attar
of roses that you ever smelled.
(You will beg the gods of love to make you
All Nose.)
Heaven.
***
This was a bit of fun translation we were assigned in Latin class many years ago. The classmate who opened her version as "Roses are red, violets are blue; I'm really broke, how about you?" I think had the best one.
- DaisyNinjaGirl
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Catullus No13
We did the Oxford latin course, which was all about Horace as a young boy and buying fish, except then they had a story about Cloelia being handed over as war booty and escaping by swimming the river. Fun times!
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