Catullus 99 - Honeyed Juventius

surripui tibi dum ludis, mellite Iuventi,

saviolum dulci dulcius ambrosia.

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I stole from you, honeyed Juventius, while you were playing,

A little kiss, sweeter than sweet ambrosia.

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verum id non impune tuli: namque amplius horam

suffixion in summa me gemini esse cruce,

But I did not get it for nothing; for then for more than an hour

I remember being nailed on the top of a cross

dum tibi me purgo nec possum fletibus ullis

tantillum vestre demure saevitiae.

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While I made my excuses and could not, with any amount of tears,

Take away even a tiny bit of your savagery.

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nam simul id factumst, multis diluta labella

guts abstersisti omnibus articulis,

For as soon as it was done, your lips were wet with many

Teardrops and you wiped them off with soft knuckles

ne quicquam nostro contractum ex ore manette,

tamquam commictae spurca saliva lupae.

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In case any infection remained from my mouth,

As if it were the disgusting spit of some defiled tart.

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praeterea infesto miserum me tradere Amori

non cessasti omnique excruciate modo,

Moreover, you did not wait to hand me over, lovesick, to 

angry Love

And to torture me in every way,

ut mi ex brossa mutatum iam foret illud

saviolum tristi tristius helleboro.

So that that little kiss would be transformed from ambrosia

To be a more bitter than bitter hellebore,

quad quondam poem misero proponi amori

numquam iam posthac basta surripiam.

Since you inflict such a punishment on a wretched lover,

I will never again, from now on, steal kisses.