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Poor Catullus , stop playing the fool
and consider what you see to have died dead .
Bright suns used to shine for you ,
when you went back and forth to where your girl was leading
having been loved by us as much as no one will be loved .
When those many delights were happening there ,
which you wanted and the girl did not not want ,
truly bright suns shone for you .
Now she no longer is willing . You , weak , be also unwilling ,
neither follow the one who flees nor live miserably ,
but persist with a stubborn mind , endure .
Farewell girl , now Catullus endures ,
neither will he seek you nor will he ask for you being unwilling .
But you will be in pain , when you will not be sought .
Wicked woman , woe to you , what life remains to you ?
Who now will approach you ? To whom will you seem beautiful ?
Whom now will you love ? Whose will you be said to be ?
Whom will you kiss ? Whose lips will you bite ?
But you , Catullus , being resolved , endure .