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Lo now! golden-haired Love hits me with his purple ball and calls me forth to play with a motley-slippered maid, but no, she hails from grand Lesbos, and so she finds fault with my hair because it is white, and goes gaping after another.

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Ah, cruel 'tis to love,
And cruel not to love,
But cruelest of all
To love and love in vain.

But when an old man dances,
His locks with age are grey,
But he's a child in mind.

I fled the headless darts of slanderous tongue.

Love for lineage nothing cares,
Tramples wisdom under foot,
Worth derides, and only looks
For money.

I would not have Amalthea's horn, nor even a reign of a hundred years and fifty over all-happy Tartessus.

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