Robinson Ellis - Catullus (Part XCV) lyrics

Nine times winter had end, nine times flush'd summer in harvest, Ere to the world gave forth Cinna, the labour of years, Zmyrna; but in one month Hortensius hundred on hundred Verses, an unripe birth feeble, of hurry begot. Zmyrna to far Satrachus, to the stream of Cyprus, ascendeth; Zmyrna with eyes unborn study the centuries hoar. Padus her own ill child shall bury, Volusius' annals; In them a mackerel oft house him, a wrapper of ease. Dear to my heart be a friend's unbulky memorial ever; Cherish an Antimachus, weighty as empty, the mob.