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

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

Live Myself Relationship Togetherness
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
To whom do I give my new elegant little book? Cui dono lepidum novum libellum?
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Book Little Myself One Liner
There is nothing more silly than a silly laugh.
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Laughter One Liner Silly
We see not our own backs.
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Back Mistake One Liner Ourselves
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
Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill bred it is!
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Age Birth Birthday Cake Surprise Taste
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
Godlike the man who sits at her side, who watches and catches that laughter which (softly) tears me to tatters: nothing is left of me, each time I see her.
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Admire Herself Man Myself Relationship Side Time
My lady’s sparrow is dead, the sparrow which was my lady’s delight
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Animal Bird Death Delight Myself Women
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
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
Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.
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Better Death Gratitude Live Worth
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
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

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

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