| I love delicacy, and for me Love has the sun's splendour and beauty |
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| Wealth without worth is not safe neighbor |
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| Sleep thou in the bosom of thy tender girl-friend |
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| To the doorkeeper feet seven fathoms long |
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| For they whom I benefit injure me most |
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| Or lovest another more than me |
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| When anger spreads through the breast, guard thy tongue from barking idly |
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| Come now, divine shell, become vocal for me |
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| Fonder of maids than Gello |
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| The Moon rose full, and the women stood as though around an altar |
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