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horace-works_23		horace-works_23			.txt	text/plain	94	6	88	ODES I. ODE XXIII. TO CHLOE You shun me, Chloe, like a fawn that is seeking its timorous mother in the pathless mountains, not without a vain dread of the breezes and the thickets: for she trembles both in her heart and knees, whether the arrival of the spring has terrified by its rustling leaves, or the green lizards have stirred the bush. But I do not follow you, like a savage tigress, or a Gaetulian lion, to tear you to pieces. Therefore, quit your mother, now that you are mature for a husband.	./cache/horace-works_23.txt	./txt/horace-works_23.txt