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There is a poem of infinite sadness. I refer to the poem of 52 V. Catullus.

And the sweet melancholy in which it is wrapped, it is much more evocative, the most historical references to which it refers, in essence, we are far away and lost.

"Quid est, Catulle? emory moraris quid? saddle curule struma Nonius sit for consulatum peierat Vatinius: quid est, Catullus? quid moraris emory? "

" What is it, Catullus? What are you waiting to die? Curule Nonius sits in the chair the scrofulous, the consulate perjured Vatinius: there is, Catullus? What are you waiting to die? "