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horace-works_118		horace-works_118			.txt	text/plain	242	10	76	It was night, and the moon shone in a serene sky among the lesser stars; when you, about to violate the divinity of the great gods, swore[ to be true] to my requests, embracing me with your pliant arms more closely than the lofty oak is clasped by the ivy; that while the wolf should remain an enemy to the flock, and Orion, unpropitious to the sailors, should trouble the wintery sea, and while the air should fan the unshorn locks of Apollo,[ so long you vowed] that this love should be mutual. O Neaera, who shall one day greatly grieve on account of my merit: for, if there is any thing of manhood in Horace, he will not endure that you should dedicate your nights continually to another, whom you prefer; and exasperated, he will look out for one who will return his love; and though an unfeigned sorrow should take possession of you, yet my firmness shall not give way to that beauty which has once given me disgust.	./cache/horace-works_118.txt	./txt/horace-works_118.txt