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Songs of Catullus
Translations © by Grant Hicks
Cantata by Carl Orff (1895 - 1982)
View original-language texts alone: Catulli Carmina
Juvenes, juvenculae, novem senes. Ante scaenam sinistra juvenes, dextra juvenculae consederunt retro, media in parte pulpiti, supra scaenam senes. Juvenes, juvenculae Eis aiona tui sum, o mea vita, eis aiona! Juvenes Tu mihi cara, mi cara amicula corculum es. Juvenculae Corculum es! Juvenes Tu mihi corculum! Juvenculae Corcule, corcule, dic mi, dic mi, a te me amari? Juvenes O tui oculi, ocelli lucidi fulgurant, efferunt me velut specula. Juvenculae Specula, specula, tu mihi specula. Juvenes O tua blandula blanda, blandicula, tua labella. Juvenculae Cave, cave, cave, cavete! Juvenes Ad ludum prolectant. Juvenculae Cave, cave, cave, cavete! Juvenes O tua lingula lingula, lingula, usque perniciter vibrans ut vipera. Juvenculae Cave, cave, cave, cavete, cave meam viperam, nisi te mordet. Juvenes Morde me! Juvenculae Basia me! Juvenes, juvenculae Ha! Juvenes O tuae mammulae… Juvenculae Mammulae… Juvenes, juvenculae …mammae molliculae, dulciter turgidae, gemina poma! Ha! Juvenes Mea manus est cupida, o vos papillae horridulae! Mea manus est cupida illas prensare, vehementer prensare. Juvenculae Suave, suave, suave. Juvenes, juvenculae Ha! Juvenculae O tua mentula, mentula, mentula… Juvenes Mentula… Juvenes, juvenculae Cupide saliens peni, peniculus, velut pisciculus, is qui desiderat tuam fonticulam. Ha! Juvenculae Mea manus est cupida, coda, codicula, avida, avida! Mea manus est cupida illam captare. Juvenes Petulanti manicula! O me felicem! Tu es Venus, Venus es! Juvenculae O me felicem! Juvenes In te in te in te habitant omnia gaudia, omnes dulcedines, omnes voluptas. In te in te in tuo amplexu in tuo ingenti amplexu tota est tota est mihi vita. Juvenculae O me felicem! Juvenes, juvenculae Eis aiona! Senes "Eis aiona, eis aiona!" O res ridicula! Inmensa stultitia. Nihil durare potest tempore perpetuo. Cum bene Sol nituit, redditur Oceano. Decrescit Phoebe, quam modo plena fuit, Venerum feritas saepe fit aura levis. Tempus, tempus, tempus amoris cubiculum non est. Sublata lucerna nulla est fides, perfida omnia sunt. O vos brutos, vos stupidos, vos stolidos! Senex Lanternari, tene scalam! Senes Audite, audite, audite ac videte: Catulli carmina. Juvenes, juvencualae Audiamus!
Young men, young women, nine old men. The young men before the stage on the left, the young women sit behind on the right, the old men in the middle of the platform, above the stage. Young men, young women For all eternity I am yours, O my life, for all eternity! Young men You, my dear, my dear little friend, you are my sweetheart. Young women You are my sweetheart! Young men You are my sweetheart! Young women Sweetheart, sweetheart, tell me, tell me, do you love me? Young men O your eyes, your bright little eyes, gleam, reflecting me like mirrors. Young women Mirrors, mirrors, you are mirrors for me. Young men O those charming little charming, charming little lips of yours. Young women Beware, beware, beware, all of you beware! Young men They are an enticement to the game. Young women Beware, beware, beware, all of you beware! Young men O your little tongue, tongue, tongue, quite nimbly darting about like a snake. Young women Beware, beware, beware, all of you beware, beware my snake, it might bite you. Young men Bite me! Young women Kiss me! Young men, young women Ah! Young men O your breasts... Young women Breasts... Young men, young women ...tender breasts, sweetly swollen, twin apples! Ah! Ah! Young men My hand is eager, O you erect nipples! My hand is eager to grab them, grab firmly. Young women Gently, gently, gently. Young men, young women Ah! Young women O your phallus, phallus, phallus... Young men Phallus... Young women Lustfully leaping phallus, little phallus, like a little fish, that longs for your little fountain. Ah! Young women My hand is eager, phallus, little phallus, yearning, yearning! My hand is eager to grasp it. Young men With your wanton little hand! How fortunate I am! You are Venus, you are Venus! Young women How fortunate I am!! Young men In you in you in you dwell all joys, all charms, all pleasure. In you in you in your embrace in your wide embrace is all is all my life. Young women How fortunate I am! Young men, young women For all eternity! Old men "For all eternity, for all eternity!" What a laughable thing! Boundless stupidity. Nothing can last forever. When the sun has shone well, it is returned to the ocean; the moon wanes, when it was only now full; the ferocity of passion often becomes a gentle breeze. Time, time, time is not the bedchamber of love, Once the lamp is carried off there is no loyalty, all things are treacherous. O you dullards, you idiots, you brutes! Old man Lantern-bearer, hold the ladder! Old men Hear, hear, hear and see: The songs of Catullus. Young men, young women Let us hear!
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Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris? Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior.
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- by Gaius Valerius Catullus (c84 BCE - 54 BCE), no title, appears in Carmina, no. 85
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I hate and I love. Why should that be, you may ask? I don't know, but I feel it happening and it torments me.
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Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus,
rumoresque senum severiorum
omnes unius aestimemus assis!
Soles occidere et redire possunt;
nobis cum semel occidit brevis lux,
nox est perpetua una dormienda.
Da mi basia mille, deinde centum,
...
deinde usque altera mille, deinde centum.
Dein, cum milia multa fecerimus,
conturbabimus illa, ne sciamus,
aut ne quis malus invidere possit,
cum tantum sciat esse basiorum.
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- by Gaius Valerius Catullus (c84 BCE - 54 BCE), no title, appears in Carmina, no. 5
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Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love,
and as for the he gossip of old prudes,
let us value it all at a penny.
Suns can set and rise again;
when once our brief light has set
our single night of sleep is eternal.
Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred,
...
then a full thousand more, then a hundred.
Then, when we have had many thousands,
We will mix them up, lest we know,
or lest any ill-disposed person may envy us,
when he finds out how many kisses there are.
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Ille mi par esse deo videtur,
ille, si fas est, superare divos,
qui sedens adversus identidem te
spectat et audit
dulce ridentem, misero quod omnis
eripit sensus mihi, nam simul te,
Lesbia, aspexi, nihil est super mi
...
lingua sed torpet, tenuis sub artus
flamma demanat, sonitu suopte
tintinant aures, gemina teguntur
lumina nocte.
Otium, Catulle, tibi molestum est:
otio exsultas nimiumque gestis:
otium et reges prius et beatas
perdidit urbes.
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- by Gaius Valerius Catullus (c84 BCE - 54 BCE), no title, appears in Carmina, no. 51
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He seems to me to be like a god,
or, if such were allowed, to surpass the gods,
who, again and again, sitting in your presence
sees and hears you
sweetly laughing, which rips away
all senses from pitiable me; for as soon,
Lesbia, as I have caught sight of you, nothing remains to me
...
but my tongue is sluggish, a thin flame
runs down under my limbs, my ears ring
with their own sound, doubled night
descends upon my eyes.
Leisure, Catullus, is not good for you:
with leisure you frolic and carry on too much:
leisure has before now ruined both kings
and magnificent cities.
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Caeli, Lesbia nostra, Lesbia illa, illa Lesbia, quam Catullus unam plus quam se atque suos amavit omnes, nunc in quadriviis et angiportis glubit magnanimi Remi nepotes.
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O Caelius, that Lesbia of ours, that Lesbia whom alone Catullus loved more than himself and all his own, now at the crossroads and in the alleyways peels the grandsons of great-souled Remus.
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O mea Lesbia! Nulli se dicit mulier mea nubere malle Quam mihi, non si se Iuppiter ipse petat. Dicit: sed mulier cupido quod dicit amanti In vento et rapida scribere oportet aqua. Catullus et Caelius exeunt. Applaudunt senes dicentes: Senes Placet, placet, placet, optime, optime, optime!
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O my Lesbia! My lady says there's nobody she'd rather marry than me, even if Jupiter himself were to court her. So she says: but what a woman says to an eager lover is fit to be written on the wind and rushing water. Catullus and Caelius exit. The old men applaud, saying: Old men Bravo, bravo, bravo, very good, very good, very good!
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Iucundum, mea vita, mihi proponis amorem hunc nostrum inter nos perpetuumque fore. Dormi, dormi, dormi ancora di magni, facite ut vere promittere possit, atque id sincere dicat et ex animo, ut liceat nobis tota perducere vita aeternum hoc sanctae foedus amicitiae. Dormi, dormi, dormi ancora
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You tell me, O my life, that this love of ours will be delightful between us and everlasting. Sleep, sleep, sleep on. Great gods, grant that she can promise truly, and that she says it sincerely and from the heart, so that we are allowed to prolong for our whole life this eternal bond of blessed friendship. Sleep, sleep, sleep on.
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O mea Lesbia! Desine de quoquam quicquam bene velle mereri
aut aliquem fieri posse putare pium.
Omnia sunt ingrata, nihil fecisse benigne
immo etiam taedet, taedet obestque magis;
ut mihi, quem nemo gravius nec acerbius urget,
quam modo qui me unum atque unicum amicum habuit.
Omnia sunt ingrata.
Applaudunt senes dicentes:
Senes
Placet, placet, placet,
optime, optime, optime.
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O my Lesbia! Leave off hoping to deserve well of anyone in any way
or thinking that anyone can be made grateful.
Everything is fruitless; to have acted kindly is nothing —
on the contrary, it is tiresome, tiresome or rather a nuisance;
as it is to me, whom nobody taxes more severely or bitterly
than he who only recently considered me his one and only friend.
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Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris? Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior.
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I hate and I love. Why should that be, you may ask? I don't know, but I feel it happening and it torments me.
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Amabo, mea dulcis Ipsitilla, meae deliciae, mei lepores, iube ad te veniam meridiatum. Et si iusseris, illud adiuvato, ne quis liminis obseret tabellam, neu tibi lubeat foras abire, sed domi maneas paresque nobis novem continuas fututiones. Verum si quid ages, statim iubeto: nam pransus iaceo et satur supinus pertundo tunicamque palliumque.
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Please, my sweet Ipsitilla, my joy, my delight, ask me to join you for a siesta. And if you do, see to it that no one bars the door, and don't think of going out, but stay home and get ready for us to screw nine times in a row. But if you want to do anything, ask at once: for, having had lunch, here I lie sated, flat on my back, poking through my tunic and my cloak.
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Ammiana puella defututa Tota milia me decem poposcit, Ista turpiculo puella naso, Decoctoris amica Formiani. Propinqui, quibus est puella curae, Amicos medicosque conuocate: Non est sana puella, nec rogare Qualis sit solide est imaginosa.
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Ammiana the worn-out whore Demanded of me all of ten thousand, That girl with a rather ugly nose, A friend of the bankrupt Formian. You relatives who care for the girl, Call together friends and doctors: The girl is not well, and don't bother asking how she looks: she's completely delusional.
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Line 2: An extravagant number of sesterces, equivalent to about 11 years' salary for a Roman legionary of the period.
Line 4: The reference is to a certain Mamurra from the city of Formiae, whom Catullus elsewhere charges with squandering his inheritance and considerable income.
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Miser Catulle, desinas ineptire, Et quod uides perisse perditum ducas. Fulsere quondam candidi tibi soles, Cum uentitabas quo puella ducebat Amata nobis quantum amabitur nulla. Ibi illa multa cum iocosa fiebant, Quae tu uolebas nec puella nolebat. Fulsere uere candidi tibi soles. Nunc iam illa non uult: tu quoque inpotens, noli, Nec quae fugit sectare, nec miser uiue, Sed obstinata mente perfer, obdura. Vale, puella! iam Catullus obdurat, Nec te requiret nec rogabit inuitam: At tu dolebis, cum rogaberis nulla. Scelesta, uae te! quae tibi manet vita! Quis nunc te adibit? cui uideberis bella? Quem nunc amabis? cuius esse diceris? Quem basiabis? cui labella mordebis? At tu, Catulle, destinatus obdura.
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Poor Catullus, you should stop playing the fool, And give up for lost that which you see has perished. Once suns shone bright for you, When you used to follow wherever the girl led, The one we loved as much as none will ever be loved. When you played there all those games That you desired and the girl didn't refuse. Truly suns shone bright for you. Now she desires no more: you too, being powerless, give up desiring, Don't chase her who flees you, or live in misery, But carry on resolutely, hold firm. Farewell, my girl! Catullus now holds firm, And will not seek or court you if you are unwilling: But you will be sorry when you are not courted at all. You wretch, woe unto you! What a life remains to you! Who now will approach you? Who will find you beautiful? Whom now will you love? Whose will they say you are? Whom will you kiss? Whose lip will you nibble? But you, Catullus, hold firm and resolute.
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Nulla potest mulier tantum se dicere amatam
Vere, quantum a me Lesbia amata mea'st:
Nulla fides ullo fuit umquam in foedere tanta
Quanta in amore tuo ex parte reperta mea est.Text Authorship:
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Nunc est mens deducta tua, mea Lesbia, culpa,
Atque ita se officio perdidit ipsa suo,
Ut iam nec bene uelle queat tibi, si optima fias,
Nec desistere amare, omnia si facias.Text Authorship:
- by Gaius Valerius Catullus (c84 BCE - 54 BCE), no title, appears in Carmina, no. 75
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View text with all available footnotesConfirmed with H.V. Macnaghten and A.B. Ramsay, eds., Poems of Catullus, London: Duckworth & co., 1899, page 83.
Research team for this page: Grant Hicks [Guest Editor] , Saúl Botero Restrepo
No woman can say that she's been so loved, Truly, as I have loved Lesbia: Never has such fidelity been found in any contract As in the love that I bear for you.
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View text with all available footnotesIt is your fault, my Lesbia, that my mind is now brought low,
And has so ruined itself by its own devotion,
That now it could neither wish you well, even if you became most worthy,
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View text with all available footnotesJuvencula atque juvenes, diu iam non curantes spectaculum, denuo incitati, moto rursus incenduntur ardore. Juvenes et juvenculae Eis aiona! tui sum! Senes Oi me! Juvenes et juvenculae Eis aiona! Ascendite faces! Io!
The young women and young men, having long since lost interest in the spectacle, are aroused once again, inflamed with returning ardor. Young men and young women For all eternity! I am yours! Old men Alas! Young men and young women For all eternity! Rise up, flames of love! Hurrah!
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