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Bithynia (Turkey) (search for this): poem 10
HE MEETS VARUS AND MISTRESS Led me my Varus to his flame, As I from Forum idling came. Forthright some whorelet judged I it Nor lacking looks nor wanting wit, When hied we thither, mid us three Fell various talk, as how might be Bithynia now, and how it fared, And if some coin I made or spared. "There was no cause (I soothly said) "The Praetors or the Cohort made Thence to return with oilier head; The more when ruled by Praetor, as pile the Cohort rating." Quoth they, "But certes as 'twas there The custom rose, some men to bear Litter thou boughtest ?" I to her To seem but richer, wealthier, Cry, "Nay, with me 'twas not so ill That, given the Province suffered, still Eight stiff-backed loons I could not buy.' (Withal none here nor there owned I Who broken leg of Couch outworn On nape of neck had ever borne!) Then she, as pathic piece became, "Prithee Catullus mine, those same Lend me, Serapis-wards I'd hie." "Easy, on no-wise, no," quoth I, "Whate'er w
Lampsacus (Turkey) (search for this): poem 18
TO PRIAPUS, THE GARDEN-GOD This grove to thee devote I give, Priapus! Who home be Lampsacus and holt, Priapus! For thee in cities worship most the shores Of Hellespont the richest oystery strand.
Hellespont (Turkey) (search for this): poem 18
TO PRIAPUS, THE GARDEN-GOD This grove to thee devote I give, Priapus! Who home be Lampsacus and holt, Priapus! For thee in cities worship most the shores Of Hellespont the richest oystery strand.
Pontus (search for this): poem 29
the lewdling, dicer, greedy-gut) That should Mamurra get what hairy Gaul And all that farthest Britons held whilòme? (Thou bardache Romulus!) this wilt see and bear? Then art a lewdling, dicer, greedy-gut! He now superb with pride superfluous Shall go perambulate the bedrooms all Like white-robed dovelet or Adonis-love. Romulus thou bardache! this wilt see and bear? Then art a lewdling, dicer, greedy-gut! Is't for such like name, sole Emperor thou! Thou soughtest extreme Occidental Isle? That this your . . . . Mentula Millions and Milliards might at will absorb? What is't but Liberality misplaced? What trifles wasted he, small heirlooms spent? First his paternal goods were clean dispersed; Second went Pontus' spoils and for the third,— Ebro-land,—weets it well gold-rolling Tage. Fear him the Gallias? Him the Britons' fear? Why cherish this ill-wight? what 'vails he do? Save fat paternal heritage devour? Lost ye for such a name, o puissant pair (Father and Son-in-law), our all-in
France (France) (search for this): poem 29
TO CAESAR OF MAMURRA, CALLED MENTULA Who e'er could witness this (who could endure Except the lewdling, dicer, greedy-gut) That should Mamurra get what hairy Gaul And all that farthest Britons held whilòme? (Thou bardache Romulus!) this wilt see and bear? Then art a lewdling, dicer, greedy-gut! He now superb with pride superfluous Shall go perambulate the bedrooms all Like white-robed dovelet or Adonis-love. Romulus thou bardache! this wilt see and bear? Then art a lewdling, dicer, greedy-gut! Is't for such like name, sole Emperor thou! Thou soughtest extreme Occidental Isle? That this your . . . . Mentula Millions and Milliards might at will absorb? What is't but Liberality misplaced? What trifles wasted he, small heirlooms spent? First his paternal goods were clean dispersed; Second went Pontus' spoils and for the third,— Ebro-land,—weets it well gold-rolling Tage. Fear him the Gallias? Him the Britons' fear? Why cherish this ill-wight? what 'vails he do? Save fat paternal heritag
Comum (Italy) (search for this): poem 35
AN INVITATION TO POET CECILIUS Now to that tender bard, my Comrade fair, (Cecilius) say I, " Paper go, declare, Verona must we make and bid to New Comum's town-walls and Larian Shores adieu;" For I determined certain fancies he Accept from mutual friend to him and me. Wherefore he will, if wise, devour the way, Though the blonde damsel thousand times essay Recall his going and with arms a-neck A-winding would e'er seek his course to check; A girl who (if the truth be truly told) Dies of a hopeless passion uncontroul'd; For since the doings of the Díndymus-dame, By himself storied, she hath read, a flame Wasting her inmost marrow-core hath burned. I pardon thee, than Sapphic Muse more learn'd, Damsel : for truly sung in sweetest lays Was by Cecilius Magna Mater's praise
Verona (Italy) (search for this): poem 35
AN INVITATION TO POET CECILIUS Now to that tender bard, my Comrade fair, (Cecilius) say I, " Paper go, declare, Verona must we make and bid to New Comum's town-walls and Larian Shores adieu;" For I determined certain fancies he Accept from mutual friend to him and me. Wherefore he will, if wise, devour the way, Though the blonde damsel thousand times essay Recall his going and with arms a-neck A-winding would e'er seek his course to check; A girl who (if the truth be truly told) Dies of a hopeless passion uncontroul'd; For since the doings of the Díndymus-dame, By himself storied, she hath read, a flame Wasting her inmost marrow-core hath burned. I pardon thee, than Sapphic Muse more learn'd, Damsel : for truly sung in sweetest lays Was by Cecilius Magna Mater's praise
Cnidus (Turkey) (search for this): poem 36
ON "THE ANNALS "—A SO-CALLED POEM OF VOLUSIUS Volusius' Annals, paper scum-bewrayed! Fulfil that promise erst my damsel made; Who vowed to Holy Venus and her son, Cupid, should I return to her anon And cease to brandish iamb-lines accurst, The writ selected erst of bards the worst She to the limping Godhead would devote With slowly-burning wood of illest note. This was the vilest which my girl could find With vow facetious to the Gods assigned. Now, 0 Creation of the azure sea, Holy Idalium, Urian havenry Haunting, Ancona, Cnidos' reedy site, Amathus, Golgos, and the tavern hight Durrachium-thine Adrian abode— The vow accepting, recognize the vowed As not unworthy and unhandsome naught. But do ye meanwhile to the fire be brought, That teem with boorish jest of sorry blade, Volusius' Annals, paper scum-bewrayed.
Idalium (Cyprus) (search for this): poem 36
ON "THE ANNALS "—A SO-CALLED POEM OF VOLUSIUS Volusius' Annals, paper scum-bewrayed! Fulfil that promise erst my damsel made; Who vowed to Holy Venus and her son, Cupid, should I return to her anon And cease to brandish iamb-lines accurst, The writ selected erst of bards the worst She to the limping Godhead would devote With slowly-burning wood of illest note. This was the vilest which my girl could find With vow facetious to the Gods assigned. Now, 0 Creation of the azure sea, Holy Idalium, Urian havenry Haunting, Ancona, Cnidos' reedy site, Amathus, Golgos, and the tavern hight Durrachium-thine Adrian abode— The vow accepting, recognize the vowed As not unworthy and unhandsome naught. But do ye meanwhile to the fire be brought, That teem with boorish jest of sorry blade, Volusius' Annals, paper scum-bewrayed.
Amathus (search for this): poem 36
ON "THE ANNALS "—A SO-CALLED POEM OF VOLUSIUS Volusius' Annals, paper scum-bewrayed! Fulfil that promise erst my damsel made; Who vowed to Holy Venus and her son, Cupid, should I return to her anon And cease to brandish iamb-lines accurst, The writ selected erst of bards the worst She to the limping Godhead would devote With slowly-burning wood of illest note. This was the vilest which my girl could find With vow facetious to the Gods assigned. Now, 0 Creation of the azure sea, Holy Idalium, Urian havenry Haunting, Ancona, Cnidos' reedy site, Amathus, Golgos, and the tavern hight Durrachium-thine Adrian abode— The vow accepting, recognize the vowed As not unworthy and unhandsome naught. But do ye meanwhile to the fire be brought, That teem with boorish jest of sorry blade, Volusius' Annals, paper scum-bewrayed.
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