To me that man seems like a god in heaven, br seems--may I say it?--greater than all gods are, br who sits by you & without interruption br watches you, listens br br to your light laughter, which casts such confusion br onto my senses, Lesbia, that when I br gaze at you merely, all of my well-chosen br words are forgotten br br as my tongue thickens & a subtle fire br runs through my body while my ears deafened br by their own ringing & at once my eyes are br covered in darkness! br br Leisure, Catullus. More than just a nuisance, br leisure: you riot, overmuch enthusing. br Fabulous cities & their sometime kings have br died of such leisure.