Day Thirty-Seven and Thousands of Kisses!

Here’s a sweet one, from the Roman poet Catullus:

Let us live, my Lesbia, let us love,
and all the talk of the stern old men,
let it be worth no more than a penny!
Suns may set, and suns may rise again:
but when our brief light has set,
night is one long everlasting sleep.
Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred,
then another thousand, and then another hundred,
and, when we’ve counted up the many thousands,
let us confuse them so as not to know them all,
so that no enemy may cast an evil eye,
when he finds out that there were so many kisses.

4 Responses to “Day Thirty-Seven and Thousands of Kisses!”

  1. Michal Scott says:

    You’re taking me back to my college days. Ah youth. : )

  2. Elisa Beatty says:

    Good stuff, ain’t it–”da mi basia mille!”

  3. michal scott says:

    Hi Elisa, thanks for the trip down memory lane. My latin professor loved Catullus and his on again-off again relationship with Lesbia. Somewhere collecting dust is my latin text book with Catullus’ poems written in the margins. Anyway, I made two points today with new words and revision and am signing off listening to a musical kiss: Louis Armstrong playing and singing A Kiss To Build A Dream On.

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