A liberal translation of Catullus LII
What’s going on, Ed? Why don’t you just kill yourself? While some unknown peach goes mouldy on the Capitol, a Russian doll unfolds on Europe. It’s later than you think; why don’t you just kill yourself?
Quid est, Catulle? quid moraris emori?
sella in curuli struma Nonius sedet,
per consulatum peierat Vatinius:
quid est, Catulle? quid moraris emori?
