Carmina - Part 38
Your Catullus is depressed, Cornificus,
And his angst and despair get worse by the hour;
And though it is the easiest thing in the world,
Have you sent one word to console him at all?
No. I am angry that you treat my love thus.
Send me only some little line of comfort
Though it be as sad as Simonides' tears.
And his angst and despair get worse by the hour;
And though it is the easiest thing in the world,
Have you sent one word to console him at all?
No. I am angry that you treat my love thus.
Send me only some little line of comfort
Though it be as sad as Simonides' tears.
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