septima iam plenae deducitur orbita lunae, cum de me et de te compita nulla tacent: interea nobis non numquam ianua mollis, non numquam lecti copia facta tui.
Already the seventh full moon is drawing out its course since every street corner started talking of you and me: all this time your door has full often shown favour to me, and full often have I gained admittance to your bed.
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