Scarce able to believe my journey o'er, Hail, lovely Sirmio! Hail, paternal soil! Joy, my bright waters, joy; your master's come! Laugh, every dimple on the cheek of home! Vix m ipse credens Thyniam atque Bithynos O quid solutis est beatius curis, Cum mens onus reponit, ac peregrino Hoc est quod unum est pro laboribus tantis. Ridete, quidquid est domi cachinnorum! CATULLUS TO CORNIFICIUS. CARMEN XXXVIII. SICK, Cornificius, is thy friend, Sick to the heart; and sees no end Of wretched thoughts, that gathʼring fast And yet you never come and bring- You vex me:-this, to love like mine? Full as the tears of poor Simonides. MALE est, Cornifici, tuo Catullo, Male est mehercule, et laboriose, Et magis magis in dies et horas: Quem tu-quod minimum facillimumque est→→→→ Qua solatus es adlocutione? Irascor tibi:sic meos amores? Paulum quid lubet adlocutionis, I # ACME AND SEPTIMIUS, OR THE ENTIRE AFFECTION. FROM CATULLUS.CARMEN XLV. Он, Acme love! Septimius cried, ACMEN Septimius, suos amores, 6 Tenens in gremio, Mea,' inquit, Acme, Ni te perdite amo, atque amare porro Quantum qui pote plurimum perire, May I be doom'd, on desart ground, He said; and Love, on tiptoe near him, Clapp'd his little hands to hear him. * The ancients believed, that perjured persons were particularly liable to encounter wild beasts, + It has been supposed, that the passage here, which is rather obscurely expressed in the original, at least to modern apprehensions, alludes to some difficulties, with which the lovers had met, and which had hitherto prevented their union. Solus in Libya, Indiave tosta, Casio veniam obvius leoni.' Hoc ut dixit, Amor, sinistram ut ante, But Acme to the bending youth Just dropping back that rosy mouth, As with a transport doubly true He thrills your Acme's being through!' She said; and Love, on tiptoe near her, Clapp'd his little hands to hear her. At Acme, leviter caput reflectens, Et dulcis pueri ebrios ocellos Illo purpureo ore suaviata, Sic,' inquit, mea vita, Septimille, Huic uno domino usque serviamus, na -Ut multo mihi major acriorque Ignis mollibus ardet in medullis. Hoc ut dixit, Amor sinistram ut ante, Dextram sternuit approbationem. |