Most farcical, casting her smiles all around And showing her teeth like a Gaulish-bred hound. Verses mine, one and all. Give the tablets, you jade, Give the tablets, you jade, You don't care a farthing, you don't feel afraid? you base lump of mud, oh you wanton accursed! Give the tablets, you jade. But this is no good, no effect we have made So we'll just change our method and plan of attack To see if thereby we can win the books back. And so we will say In quite a changed way Give the tablets, fair maid, CARMEN XLIII. ON MAMURRA'S MISTRESS. Thou wench with slobbering mouth, and tongue not neat, CARMEN XLIV. TO HIS FARM. My homestead which on Sabine ground Art built, or in Tiburtine bound, For those who wish to please my heart Give out that thou Tiburtine art. While those who wish to cause me pain For any wager will maintain That thou art Sabine, but for this I care not to dispute, what bliss It was thy house again to view! What I had long endured, a cough, For Sextianus, when indeed I wished to eat, to me would read His speech 'gainst Antius full of stuff, So thus a chilling cold I took, A racking cough my whole frame shook, I cured with nettle tea and rest. I go again his works to hear, He ne'er invites me to a feed But when he's got some trash to read. CARMEN XLV.-ON ACME AND SEPTIMIUS. "My Acme," thus Septimius cried, Holding the fair one to his breast, "If thee I love not, darling bride, Then may I on the Libyan strand, Confront, while none stand by me there: " As from the left before Love sneezed assent, Then Acme bending back her head Of the fond youth as thus he said With her sweet roseate mouth, replies : 'O Septimillus, darling mine, Who art my life, as I am thine, Let love alone our master be, As my soft bosom burns for thee With mightier power than thou can'st know As from the left before Love sneezed assent, Now from the right the favouring sound was sent. Thus hath their love with omen fair Loving and loved, the doting pair His Acme's charms, while her fond breast In him she joys, and by his side, Are all her longings satisfied; What pair more blest than they hath ever been, CARMEN XLVI.-ON THE COMING OF SPRING. (Addressed to himself.) With spring returned now genial days are seen, The sky which erst with fury fierce had raged 'Neath equinoctial gales, now shines serene By Zephyr's balmy whispering breath assuaged. Now, O Catullus, leave the Phrygian plain, |