'I Shall Love, My Sweet Ipsitilla..' By Catullus Poem by Paolo Giuseppe Mazzarello
'I Shall Love, My Sweet Ipsitilla..' By Catullus
I shall love, my sweet Ipsitilla,
My delights, my pleasures,
Tell me to come to you during the siesta.
And if you want, thank to its help,
Let nobody shut the leaf,
Or order you to go out,
But stay home and be available
For our nine continuous embraces.
If you really carry on the affair, call me as soon as possible:
I'm tidy indeed and lying full up
Pierce my clothes, you know.
(Translated from Latin by Paolo G. Mazzarello) .
In the picture: "Last of England" by Ford Madox Brown,1855.
It sounds so contemporary, as if it is written yesterday. Very good choice and once again thank you for the wonderful translation - it is hard to find Catullus now a days and you are very trustworthy source of knowledge after all!
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5/4/2024 10:21:40 AM # 1.0.0.1119
How wonderful that you transcribe these scripts for us. Catullus sounds like a very passionate being, thank you for allowing us to read his poems. HG: -) xx