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Thursday, April 7, 2011

Catullus, Poem 25

Gaius Valerius Catullus
84-54 BCE (over 2,000 years ago)
Trans RMBullard
Latin (Golden Age/Republican Era)


XXV. ad Thallum

CINAEDE Thalle,
[You perverted bastard, Thallus]

 mollior cuniculi capillo
[you are softer than the hair of jackrabbit]

uel anseris medullula
[or the soft marrow of a goosebird]

 uel imula oricilla
[or the most inner part of a tiny ear]

uel pene languido senis situque araneoso,
[and the limp dick of an old geezer, and a sandy place]

idemque, Thalle,
[and at the very same time, Thallus]

 turbida rapacior procella,
[you're more rapacious than a swelling storm]

cum diua mulier aries ostendit oscitantes,
[when your rich wife shows off her yawning rams]

remitte pallium mihi meum,
[return my cloak to me]

 quod inuolasti,
[the one you stolen]

sudariumque Saetabum
[and my Saetaban handkerchief]

 catagraphosque Thynos,
[and my painted Thynan ones too]

inepte, quae palam soles habere tamquam auita.
[you jackass, I mean the ones you have become used to holding in your hand out in public like an old maid.]

quae nunc tuis ab unguibus reglutina et remitte,
[those ones, do now unattach from your greasy palms and send them back]

ne laneum latusculum manusque mollicellas
inusta turpiter tibi flagella conscribillent,
[or else, to your detriment, will unrelenting blows scribble all at once and foully about your woolen little backside and your girly hands]

et insolenter aestues,
[and you will burn up, in hilarious fashion]

 uelut minuta magno
deprensa nauis in mari, uesaniente uento.
[just like a tiny ship, once it's taken down into the great big sea, by a raging wind.]