non ego signatis quicquam mandare tabellis, ne legat id nemo quam meus ante, velim, sed peccasse iuvat, vultus componere famae taedet: cum digno digna fuisse ferar.
Never would I choose to entrust my messages to tablets under seal, that none might read them before my lover. Nay, I love my fault, and loathe to wear a mask for rumour. Let all hear that we have met, each worthy of the other.
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