Catullus I

To whom do I give my nice little book,
Newly furnished with the most modern look?
To you, Cornelius, who seem to feel
My fanciful trifles mean something real?
The sole Italian who bravely unrolls
The whole of time from his three studied scrolls.
Have it. It's yours though it be all the rage.
And may the Muse let it outlive the age. Solarguard Homepage

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