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Portrait of Catullus Catullus Catullus 64, lines 50–253

Wherefore Eumenides, punishing the deeds of men with vengeful
penalty, for whom a forehead crowned with snaky hair
brings forth angers of the exhaling chest,
Here, here, come, listen to my complaints,
Which I, woe to unhappy (me) , impoverished, am compelled to
bring forth from the last marrows, raging, blind with insane fury.
Which since they are born true from the deepest chest,
You! Do not suffer our grief to vanish,
But with like what mind Theseus left me alone
With such a mind, goddesses, let he pollute with death himself and his own.
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Portrait of Catullus Catullus Catullus 64, lines 50–253

Not before she had turned her burning eyes from that one
she received a flame in the whole body
and whole blazed up utterly in the deepest marrows.
Alas stirring up the furies from the miserable one with cruel heart
sacred boy, you mix the cares (and) joys of men,
and you who rule Golgi and leafy Idalium,
with what kind of waves have you tossed the girl having been
inflamed in the mind, often sighing in the golden haired guest!
What great fears that one carried in the weak heart!
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Portrait of Catullus Catullus Catullus 64, lines 50–253

All which having slipped from the whole body here and there
the waves of salt were playing with before the feet of she herself.
But she caring for the plight neither then of the of the headdress
nor then of the floating cloak, she having been destroyed, was
depending on you Theseus out of her whole chest, whole spirit, whole mind.
Wretched one, whom the Erycinian maddened with constant griefs
sowing thorny cares in the chest,
in that age, out of which time bold Theseus
having set forth from the curved shores of Piraeus
touched the Gortynian temples of an unjust king.
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