at nostra ingenti vadit circumdata turba, nec digitum angustast inseruisse via; nec quae sit facilis nec quae sit acerba roganti invenias: caecum versat amator iter.
But when the Roman girl walks out of doors, she is surrounded by a vast crowd, so hemmed in that not even a finger could reach her, nor can you discover who is amenable and who is deaf to entreaty: the lover has to grope his way in the dark.
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