Do not wonder why none of the women, Rufus, want to wrangle you with their tender legs, not if you present them with uncommon gifts to weaken them with clothes or delicate jewels. You are struck by a certain bad story, which says that under your arms a cruel animal holds on. This they all fear; and no wonder: for it is certainly a bad beast, no beautiful girl will not lie down with. Wherefore either rid of the inferior smell to the nose, or do not wonder why they flee.
There is none says my woman to me with whom she'd spend time, not if Jupiter asked her himself. She said: but women say what they desire with bitterness, in wind and quickness it shall be understandably written in water.
Rufus, to my frustration is believed to be my friend (frustration? on the contrary with a great and evil value), is this how you creep up to me, and burn intestines and thrown out all the bad things that were good to our friendship? You threw away, cruel venom of our life, pest of our friendship.
Lesbia says many bad things about me present of other men; This is the source of great.Fool do you understand nothing? If she could forget me and be silent she would be sound: now she whines and hurts me and does not recall but it is worse that she is angry. This is because she melts as she speaks.
I hate and I love. Whereby would I possibly ask about it.I don't know, but I perceive it happens and it torments me.
No woman is able to say that she herself has ever been truly loved so great, as much as my Lesbia is loved by me. No trust of such size was marred at any such time before, you share how much in love you are with me.
Through many clans and through many waters I have come to bear this misery, brother, to honor the sacrifice of the dead, Where I can finally give you a gift of death and speak in vain to ashes, Seeing that you have taken my fortune, O miserable brother taken unworthily away from me. Now yet while these, which by the miserable tradition of our parents surname Prisco, you have received brother and you flow into eternity, brother, hail and goodbye.
Pleasantly, my life, my promise to display our love through an eternal door. Great gods, compose for her to be able to let forth and say clean and out of his spirit. Where its permitted for our whole life and sanctify this alliance of a friendship.
I search for with zeal hunting for what poem to send off to sooth you Battidae, so your will not let go missiles at my head, this I now see i have frustrated myself in my labor, Gelli, and see these hopes strongly. I will go against and evade your missiles friend: I aim to render you until you surrender.
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