User:Phy1729/Catullus/Poem 96

{| border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="7" style="font-size: 90%;" !Original Latin!!Literal English Translation To be added If something pleasing or acceptable is able to reach silent groves from our grief, Calvus, by which longing we renew old loves and we mourn over friendships once lost, certainly untimely death is not so much grief for Quintilia, as much as she rejoices in your love.