heu quantum per se candida forma valet! quid tu matutinus, ait, speculator amicae? me similem vestris moribus esse putas? non ego tam facilis: sat erit mihi cognitus unus, vel tu vel si quis verior esse potest.
Oh, how great is the power of a fair face unadorned! What! said she, do you come spying at dawn on your sweetheart? Do you think I am like you men in behaviour? I am not so fickle: enough for me to know one man, yourself or somebody more faithful.
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