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Thousand kisses, anon to these an hundred, Thousand kisses again, another hundred, Thousand give me again, another hundred. Then once heedfully counted all the thousands, 10 We'll uncount them as idly; so we shall not Know, nor traitorous eye shall envy, knowing All those myriad happy many kisses. VI. But that, Flavius, hardly nice or honest This thy folly, methinks Catullus also E'en had known it, a whisper had betray'd thee. Some she-malady, some unhealthy wanton, Fires thee verily: thence the shy denial. 5 Least, you keep not a lonely night of anguish; Quite too clamorous is that idly-feigning Couch, with wreaths, with a Syrian odour oozing; Then that pillow alike at either utmost Verge deep-dinted asunder, all the trembling 10 Play, the strenuous unsophistication; All, O prodigal, all alike betray thee. Why? sides shrunken, a sullen hip disabled, Speak thee giddy, declare a misdemeanour. So, whatever is yours to tell or ill or 15 Good, confess it. A witty verse awaits thee And thy lady, to place ye both in heaven. VII. Ask me, Lesbia, what the sum delightful Of thy kisses, enough to charm, to tire me? Multitudinous as the grains on even Lybian sands aromatic of Cyrene; 'Twixt Jove's oracle in the sandy desert 5 And where royally Battus old reposeth; Yea a company vast as in the silence Stars which stealthily gaze on happy lovers; E'en so many the kisses I to kiss thee Count, wild lover, enough to charm, to tire me; 10 These no curious eye can wholly number, Tongue of jealousy ne'er bewitch nor harm them. VIII. Ah poor Catullus, learn to play the fool no more. Lost is the lost, thou know'st it, and the past is past. Bright once the days and sunny shone the light on thee, Still ever hasting where she led, the maid so fair, By me belov'd as maiden is belov'd no more. 5 Was then enacting all the merry mirth wherein Thyself delighted, and the maid she said not nay. Ah truly bright and sunny shone the days on thee. Now she resigns thee; child, do thou resign no less, Nor follow her that flies thee, or
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