numquam venales essent ad munus amicae, atque una fieret cana puella domo; numquam septenas noctes seiuncta cubares, candida tam foedo bracchia fusa viro; non quia peccarim (testor te), sed quia vulgo formosis levitas semper amica fuit.
Never then would our girl-friends sell themselves for a gift, and a maiden would grow grey in a single house; never would you sleep apart for seven nights, with your white arms embracing so foul a man; and not because I have been untrue (that I swear), but because beautiful girls commonly love to be fickle.
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