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For the godly poet must be chaste himself, but there is no need for his verses to be so.

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But you shall not escape my iambics.
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Escape Yourself
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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Feeling Hate Known Love Myself Torment
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
There is nothing more silly than a silly laugh.
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Laughter One Liner Silly
Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus
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Live Myself Relationship Togetherness
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
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
I write of youth, of love, and have access by these to sing of cleanly wantonness.
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Access Clean Love Myself Sing Writing Youth
Now Spring restores the balmy heat, now Zephyr’s sweet breezes calm the rage of the equinoctial sky.
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Calm Heat Rage Restore Sky Spring
I hate and I love. Perchance you ask why I do that. I know not, but I feel that I do and I am tortured. [Lat., Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris. Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior.]
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Feeling Hate Myself Query Question Torture
Stop wishing to merit anyone’s gratitude or thinking that anyone can become grateful.
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Gratitude Oneself Stop Thinking
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
Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.
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Kiss Myself Relationship Romance
We see not our own backs.
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Back Mistake One Liner Ourselves
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
There is nothing more foolish than a foolish laugh.
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Foolish Laugh One Liner
My mind’s sunk so low, Claudia, because of you, wrecked itself on your account so bad already, that I couldn’t like you if you were the best of women, -or stop loving you, no matter what you do.
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Love Low Mindset Stop Women Wreck Yourself
Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill bred it is!
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Age Birth Birthday Cake Surprise Taste
My lady’s sparrow is dead, the sparrow which was my lady’s delight
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Animal Bird Death Delight Myself Women
Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.
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Better Death Gratitude Live Worth
I can imagine no greater misfortune for a cultured people than to see in the hands of the rulers not only the civil, but also the religious power.
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Civil Culture Greatness Imagination Misfortune People Power Religious Ruler
It is difficult to suddenly give up a long love. Difficile est longum subito deponere amorem
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Desire Difficult Hard Time Love Relationship
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
What women say to lovers, you’ll agree, One writes on running water or on air.
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Lover Myself Running Water Women Writing
Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
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Destruction Water Wine Yourself
Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
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Aware Destruction Dream Habit Lost One Liner Truth Water Wine
I hate and love. You ask, perhaps, how can that be? I know not, but I feel the agony.
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Agony Feeling Hate Love Myself

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