Catullus Poem 48
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MELLITOS oculos tuos, Iuuenti, 1 Your honeyed eyes, Juventius,
si quis me sinat usque basiare, 2 if one should let me go on kissing still,
usque ad milia basiem trecenta 3 I would kiss them three hundred thousand times,
nec numquam uidear satur futurus, 4 nor would I think I should ever have enough,
non si densior aridis aristis 5 not if the harvest of our kissing

sit nostrae seges osculationis.


were thicker than the ripe ears of corn.