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.
CATULLUSI hate and love. You ask, perhaps, how can that be? I know not, but I feel the agony.
More Catullus Quotes
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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 I love, and who can tell me why?
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Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus
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What women say to lovers, you’ll agree, One writes on running water or on air.
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Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
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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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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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It is difficult to lay aside a confirmed passion.
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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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Give up wanting to deserve any thanks from anyone, or thinking anybody can be grateful.
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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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What a woman says to an eager lover, write it on running water, write it on air.
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Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
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But you shall not escape my iambics.
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