Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
CATULLUSIt is difficult to suddenly give up a long love. Difficile est longum subito deponere amorem
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Every one has his faults: but we do not see the wallet on our own backs.
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My lady’s sparrow is dead, the sparrow which was my lady’s delight
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We see not our own backs.
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Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.
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What a woman says to an eager lover, write it on running water, write it on air.
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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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To whom do I give my new elegant little book? Cui dono lepidum novum libellum?
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Now Spring restores the balmy heat, now Zephyr’s sweet breezes calm the rage of the equinoctial sky.
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It is difficult to suddenly give up a long love. Difficile est longum subito deponere amorem
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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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I hate and love. You ask, perhaps, how can that be? I know not, but I feel the agony.
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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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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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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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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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