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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.

Catullus

Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
CATULLUS

Destruction Water Wine Yourself
To whom do I give my new elegant little book? Cui dono lepidum novum libellum?
CATULLUS

Book Little Myself One Liner
Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
CATULLUS

Aware Destruction Dream Habit Lost One Liner Truth Water Wine
There is nothing more foolish than a foolish laugh.
CATULLUS

Foolish Laugh One Liner
Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.
CATULLUS

Better Death Gratitude Live Worth
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.]
CATULLUS

Darkness Path Return Travel
What a woman says to an eager lover, write it on running water, write it on air.
CATULLUS

Lover Relationship Water Woman 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.
CATULLUS

Admire Herself Man Myself Relationship Side Time
There is nothing more silly than a silly laugh.
CATULLUS

Laughter One Liner Silly
I hate and love. You ask, perhaps, how can that be? I know not, but I feel the agony.
CATULLUS

Agony Feeling Hate Love Myself
Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.
CATULLUS

Kiss Myself Relationship Romance
Give up wanting to deserve any thanks from anyone, or thinking anybody can be grateful.
CATULLUS

Deserve Give Up Gratitude Thankful Thinking
The confounding of all right and wrong, in wild fury, has averted from us the gracious favor of the gods.
CATULLUS

Angry Favor God Right Wild Wrong
The vows that woman makes to her fond lover are only fit to be written on air or on the swiftly passing stream.
CATULLUS

Fond Promise Stream Vow Woman
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.
CATULLUS

Agony Emotion Feeling Hate Known Love Myself Tear
Now Spring restores the balmy heat, now Zephyr’s sweet breezes calm the rage of the equinoctial sky.
CATULLUS

Calm Heat Rage Restore Sky Spring

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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