My mind's sunk so low, Claudia, because of you, wrecked itself on your account so bad already, that I couldn't like you if you were the best of women, -or stop loving you, no matter what you do.
Brother, hello and good-bye. Frater, ave atque vale
It is difficult to lay aside a confirmed passion.
Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus
I hate and I love, and who can tell me why?
Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.