Roz Kaveney (rozk) wrote,
Roz Kaveney
rozk

CATULLUS 46

Now spring will drive harsh winter's cold away;
and howling gales shrink to a gentle breeze.
In Phrygia you either burn or freeze,
so take your leave, Catullus, go and play

in Asia's cities. It's the time of year
when we're all on the move. So friends, let's go
our separate ways. We'll meet again, I know,
once we get home, just as we met out here.
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