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I hate and love. And why, perhaps you’ll ask. I don’t know: but I feel, and I’m tormented.

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Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.
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Better Death Gratitude Live Worth
Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill bred it is!
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Age Birth Birthday Cake Surprise Taste
I hate and I love. And if you ask me how, I do not know: I only feel it, and I am torn in two.
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Agony Emotion Feeling Hate Known Love Myself Tear
For the godly poet must be chaste himself, but there is no need for his verses to be so.
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Chaste God Himself Poem Poet
Who now travels that dark path from whose bourne they say no one returns. [Lat., Qui nunc it per iter tenebricosum Illue unde negant redire quemquam.]
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Darkness Path Return Travel
The confounding of all right and wrong, in wild fury, has averted from us the gracious favor of the gods.
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Angry Favor God Right Wild Wrong
There is nothing more silly than a silly laugh.
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Laughter One Liner Silly
Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
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Destruction Water Wine Yourself
So a maiden, whilst she remains untouched, so long is she dear to her own; when she has lost her chaste flower with sullied body, she remains neither lovely to boys nor dear to girls.
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Chaste Herself Lost Maid Sex Women
My lady’s sparrow is dead, the sparrow which was my lady’s delight
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Animal Bird Death Delight Myself Women
What woman says to fond lover should be written on air or the swift water. [Lat., Mulier cupido quod dicit amanti, In vento et rapida scribere oportet aqua.]
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Fond Lover Swift Water Women Writing
What a woman says to an eager lover, write it on running water, write it on air.
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Lover Relationship Water Woman Writing
The vows that woman makes to her fond lover are only fit to be written on air or on the swiftly passing stream.
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Fond Promise Stream Vow Woman
Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus
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Live Myself Relationship Togetherness
We see not our own backs.
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Back Mistake One Liner Ourselves
To whom do I give my new elegant little book? Cui dono lepidum novum libellum?
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Book Little Myself One Liner

I hate and love. And why, perhaps you’ll ask. I don’t know: but I feel, and I’m tormented.

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