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MELLITOS oculos tuos, Iuuenti, | 1 | Your honeyed eyes, Juventius, |
si quis me sinat usque basiare, | 2 | if one should let me go on kissing still, |
usque ad milia basiem trecenta | 3 | I would kiss them three hundred thousand times, |
nec numquam uidear satur futurus, | 4 | nor would I think I should ever have enough, |
non si densior aridis aristis | 5 | not if the harvest of our kissing |
sit nostrae seges osculationis. |
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were thicker than the ripe ears of corn. |