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The confounding of all right and wrong, in wild fury, has averted from us the gracious favor of the gods.

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I hate and I love, and who can tell me why?
CATULLUS

Hate Love Myself
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
Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
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Destruction Water Wine Yourself
My lady’s sparrow is dead, the sparrow which was my lady’s delight
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Animal Bird Death Delight Myself Women
Stop wishing to merit anyone’s gratitude or thinking that anyone can become grateful.
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Gratitude Oneself Stop Thinking
Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.
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Kiss Myself Relationship Romance
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
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
Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill bred it is!
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Age Birth Birthday Cake Surprise Taste
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
It is difficult to suddenly give up a long love. Difficile est longum subito deponere amorem
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Desire Difficult Hard Time Love Relationship
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
But you shall not escape my iambics.
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Escape Yourself
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
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
Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.
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Better Death Gratitude Live Worth

The confounding of all right and wrong, in wild fury, has averted from us the gracious favor of the gods.

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