Love
XCVIII: Asks some booby rebuke, some prolix prattler a judgment?
Translated by Robinson Ellis (1871) · From The Poems and Fragments of Catullus (1871)
Asks some booby rebuke, some prolix prattler a judgment?
Vettius, all were said verily truer of you.
Tongue so noisome as yours, come chance, might surely on order
Bend to the mire, or lick dirt from a beggarly shoe.
Would you on all of us, all, bring, Vettius, utterly ruin?
Speak; not a doubt, 'twill come utterly, ruin on all.
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Catullus, Gaius Valerius. “XCVIII: Asks some booby rebuke, some prolix prattler a judgment?” Translated by Robinson Ellis. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/catullus/90/.
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Catullus, Gaius Valerius. “XCVIII: Asks some booby rebuke, some prolix prattler a judgment?” Translated by Robinson Ellis. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/catullus/90/.
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