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<h2>To Lesbia, (of Lesbos—Clodia?)</h2>
<p>Love we (my Lesbia!) and live we our day,</p>
<p>While all stern sayings crabbed sages say,</p>
<p>At one doit's value let us price and prize!</p>
<p>The Suns can westward sink again to rise</p>
<p>But we, extinguished once our tiny light,</p>
<p>Perforce shall slumber through one lasting night!</p>
<p>Kiss me a thousand times, then hundred more,</p>
<p>Then thousand others, then a new five-score,</p>
<p>Still other thousand other hundred store.</p>
<p>Last when the sums to many thousands grow,</p>
<p>The tale let's trouble till no more we know,</p>
<p>Nor envious wight despiteful shall misween us</p>
<p>Knowing how many kisses have been kissed between us.</p>
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