to bide in woe 10
Consent, but harden all thy heart, resolve, endure.

Farewell, my love. Catullus is resolv'd, endures,
He will not ask for pity, will not importune.

But thou'lt be mourning thus to pine unask'd alway.
O past retrieval faithless! Ah what hours are thine! 15
When comes a likely wooer? who protests thou'rt fair?

Who brooks to love thee? who decrees to live thine own?
Whose kiss delights thee? whose the lips that own thy bite?
Yet, yet, Catullus, learn to bear, resolve, endure.

IX.

Dear Veranius, you of all my comrades
Worth, you only, a many goodly thousands,

Speak they truly that you your hearth revisit,
Brothers duteous, homely mother aged?

Yes, believe them. O happy news, Catullus! 5

I shall see him alive, alive shall hear him,
Tribes Iberian, uses, haunts, declaring

As his wont is; on him my neck reclining
Kiss his flowery face, his eyes delightful.

Now, all men that have any mirth about you, 10
Know ye happier any, any blither?

X.

In the Forum as I was idly roaming
Varus took me a merry dame to visit.
She a lady, methought upon the moment,
Of some quality, not without refinement.

1.

So, arrived, in a trice we fell on endless 5
Themes colloquial; how the fact, the falsehood
With Bithynia, what the case about it,
Had it helped me to profit or to money.

Then I told her a very truth; no atom
There for company, praetor, hungry natives, 10
Home might render a body aught the fatter:

Then our praetor a castaway, could hugely
Mulct his company, had a taste to jeer them.

2.

Spoke another, 'Yet anyways, to bear you
Men were ready, enough to grace a litter. 15
They grow quantities, if report belies not.'
Then supremely myself to flaunt before her,

I 'So thoroughly could not angry fortune
Spite, I might not, afflicted in my province,
Get erected a lusty eight to bear me. 20

But so scrubby the poor sedan, the batter'd
Frame-work, nobody there nor here could ever
Lift it, painfully neck to nick adjusting.'

3.

Quoth the lady, belike a lady wanton,
'Just for courtesy, lend