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All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.

Although only breath, words which I command are immortal.

Builders, raise the ceiling high, Raise the dome into the sky, Hear the wedding song! For the happy groom is near, Tall as Mars, and statelier, Hear the wedding song!

Dancing up the full moon Round some fair new altar Trample the soft blossoms of fine grass.

Death is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.

Death is an ill; 'tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died.

Death must be an evil and the gods agree; for why else would they live for ever?

Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.

Eros seizes and shakes my very soul like the wind on the mountain shaking ancient oaks.

For some the fairest thing on the dark earth is Thermopylae, And the Spartan phalanx lowering lances to die.

From all the offspring of the earth and heaven love is the most precious.

Hesperus bringing together All that the morning star scattered.

He who is fair to look upon is good, and he who is good will soon be fair also.

If you are squeamish Don't prod the beach rubble.

I know not what to do, my mind is divided

In gold sandals / dawn like a thief / fell upon me.

I took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.

I will let my body flow like water over the gentle cushions.

I would not think to touch the sky with two arms

Love - bittersweet, irrepressible - loosens my limbs and I tremble.

Love is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables.

Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees

Love, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough.

May I write words more naked than flesh, stronger than bone, more resilient than sinew, sensitive than nerve.

Mere air, these words, but delicious to hear.

No honey for me, if it comes with a bee.

Once again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.

Raise high the roof-beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man.

Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us

Some say an army of horsemen, or infantry, A fleet of ships is the fairest thing On the face of the black earth, but I say It's what one loves.

Stand and face me, my love,and scatter the grace in your eyes.

Stars veil their beauty soon / Beside the glorious moon, / When her full silver light / Doth make the whole earth bright.

The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars

The Moon and Pleiades have set, / Midnight is nigh, / The time is passing, passing, yet / Alone I lie.

The moon has set, and the Pleiades; it is midnight, and time passes, and I sleep alone.

The moon has set In a bank of jet That fringes the Western sky, The pleiads seven Have sunk from heaven And the midnight hurries by; My hopes are flown And, alas! alone On my weary couch I lie.

The moon is setand the Pleiades; Middle ofthe night, time passes by,I lie alone.

There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.

To me the Muses truly gave / An envied and a happy lot: / E'en when I lie within the grave, / I cannot, shall not, be forgot.

Whatever one loves most is beautiful.

When anger spreads through the breath, guard thy tongue from barking idly.

When I look on you a moment, then I can speak no more, but my tongue falls silent, and at once a delicate flame courses beneath my skin, and with my eyes I see nothing, and my ears hum, and a wet sweat bathes me and a trembling seizes me all over.

With his venom irresistible and bittersweet that loosener of limbs, Love reptile-like strikes me down

Without warning as a whirlwind swoops on an oak Love shakes my heart

Would Jove appoint some flower to reign, in matchless beauty on the plain, the Rose (mankind will all agree). The Rose the queen of flowers should be.

You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us

Age weighs heavily on me, and the knees Buckle that long ago, like fawns, pranced nimbly. I groan much but to what end? Humans simply Cannot be ageless like divinities. They say that rosy-forearmed Dawn, when stung With love, swept a sweet youth to the earth's rim - Tithonus. Even there age withered him, Bound still to a wife forever young.

but if you love us choose a younger bed for I cannot bear to live with you when I am the older one

but me you have forgotten or you love some man more than me

frequently for those I treat well are the ones who most of all harm me