So a maiden, whilst she remains untouched, so long is she dear to her own; when she has lost her chaste flower with sullied body, she remains neither lovely to boys nor dear to girls.
Brother, hello and good-bye. Frater, ave atque vale
Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill bred it is!
Stop wishing to merit anyone's gratitude or thinking that anyone can become grateful.
It is difficult to lay aside a confirmed passion.
What a woman says to an eager lover, write it on running water, write it on air.