User:Phy1729/Catullus/Poem 116

{| border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="7" style="font-size: 90%;" !Original Latin!!Literal English Translation To be added Often I seeking with an eager hunting heart how I might be able to send you the poems of Callimachus, by which I might sooth you to me, nor may you send hostile weapons against my head, I see now that this labor has been undertaken by me in vain, Gellus, nor have my prayer prevailed in this. We will evade those spears that have been launched against us: but you pierced by our poems will give as a suppliant.