2 - Love
Merch
Mah héusun sah ji ími heihsan, hanti zérsan (ab feissana et) tatan i entlychsan éh ui uh wa te zahun mechti grúfun dum aumuh plau un. Her i hidwar mah i kír y shímy án leigun. Míshun mah wer tárih hidmen un muir te lameimen i thehím dum thrácha, braulmen i glaust, stémmen treu hýt ab dwin in klysin, sharfmen y stýly ízurnar aufa, hýlmen y swidy swaet i uwar.
Methinks that he looks like a god - or, indeed, if possible, that he is higher than a god - who is sitting in front of you staring at you and listening to you as you lough sweetly. This scene, wretched me! pulls my senses out of me. It's enough to me to see you for a moment, [Lesbia,] and my voice strangle in my throat, my tongue becomes torpid, a thin fire creeps among my limbs, my ears resound with a humming of their own, my eyes grow dim with double night.
- Catullus (from Latin)
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