tu modo quam primum corruptas desere Baias: multis ista dabunt litora discidium, litora quae fuerunt castis inimica puellis: ah pereant Baiae, crimen amoris, aquae! XII Quid mihi desidiae non cessas fingere crimen, quod faciat nobis, Pontice, Roma moram? tam multa illa meo divisast milia lecto, quantum Hypanis Veneto dissidet Eridano; nec mihi consuetos amplexu nutrit amores Cynthia, nec nostra dulcis in aure sonat.
Only, depart with all speed from corrupt Baiae: those shores will cause many to part, shores which have ever been harmful to virtuous girls: a curse on the waters of Baiae, that bring reproach on love! 1.12 Cynthia absent Why, Ponticus, do you constantly charge me with sloth, saying that living in Rome is causing my procrastination? She is as many miles sundered from my bed as the Hypanis is distant from the Venetian Po. Cynthia neither feeds my wonted passion with her embraces nor whispers sweetly in my ear.
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