etenim tua, nempe benigna quam mihi sorte Venus iunctam florentibus annis servat et in senium, tua, quae me vulnere primo intactum thalamis et adhuc iuvenile vagantem fixisti, tua frena libens docilisque recepi, et semel insertas non mutaturus habenas usque premo.
For sure tis you whom Venus joined with me by a kind destiny in the springtime of my years and keeps with me till old age, twas you that pierced me with my first wound, untouched as I was by wedlock and still a young wanderer, and yours were the reins I received in willing obedience and to this day press the bit that once in my mouth I shall never change.
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