Carmen 80: On Lesbia's Husband

When her husband is by, Lesbia rails at me sore;
And he chuckles to think how she scolds me.
Thou dull ass! not to see, that her silence would more
Prove how little she thinks of, or holds me.

By these scoffs, and these flouts, I not only can find
That I long on her thoughts have been feeding;
But, what's more, that she's vext, and to speak my whole mind,
That strong love in the storm lies a breeding.
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Catullus
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