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SALVE, nec minimo puella naso
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I greet you, lady, you who neither have a tiny nose,
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nec bello pede nec nigris ocellis
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nor a pretty foot, nor black eyes,
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nec longis digitis nec ore sicco
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nor long fingers, nor dry mouth,
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nec sane nimis elegante lingua,
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nor indeed a very refined tongue,
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decoctoris amica Formiani.
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you mistress of the bankrupt of Formiae.
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ten prouincia narrat esse bellam?
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Is it you who are pretty, as the Province tells us?
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tecum Lesbia nostra comparatur?
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is it with you our Lesbia is compared?
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o saeclum insapiens et infacetum! |
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O, this age! how tasteless and ill-bred it is!
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