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Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus

Catullus

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
There is nothing more foolish than a foolish laugh.
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Foolish Laugh One Liner
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
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
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
Give up wanting to deserve any thanks from anyone, or thinking anybody can be grateful.
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Deserve Give Up Gratitude Thankful Thinking
Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
CATULLUS

Destruction Water Wine Yourself
I write of youth, of love, and have access by these to sing of cleanly wantonness.
CATULLUS

Access Clean Love Myself Sing Writing Youth
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
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.]
CATULLUS

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
But you shall not escape my iambics.
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Escape Yourself
To whom do I give my new elegant little book? Cui dono lepidum novum libellum?
CATULLUS

Book Little Myself One Liner
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
We see not our own backs.
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Back Mistake One Liner Ourselves
Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.
CATULLUS

Kiss Myself Relationship Romance

Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus

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