AMABO, mea dulcis Ipsitilla,
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I entreat you, my sweet lpsitilla,
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meae deliciae, mei lepores,
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my darling, my charmer,
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iube ad te ueniam meridiatum.
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bid me to come and rest at noonday with you.
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et si iusseris, illud adiuuato,
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And if you do bid me, grant me this kindness too,
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ne quis liminis obseret tabellam,
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that no one may bar the panel of your threshold,
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neu tibi lubeat foras abire,
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nor you yourself have a fancy to go away,
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sed domi maneas paresque nobis
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but stay at home and prepare for us
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nouem continuas fututiones.
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nine non-stop bouts of sex.
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uerum si quid ages, statim iubeto:
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But if you will at all, then bid me come at once:
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nam pransus iaceo et satur supinus
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I am lying down after lunch, I am full and on my back,
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pertundo tunicamque palliumque. |
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I am boring a hole through
my tunic and cloak. |