ille potest nullo miseram me linquere facto, et qualem nolo dicere habere domi? gaudet me vacuo solam tabescere lecto? si placet, insultet, Lygdame, morte mea.
Can he forsake me though I have done nothing to deserve it, and keep at home a creature I cannot bring myself to name? He rejoices, does he, that I waste away, alone on an empty bed? If he likes, let him jump for joy at my death, Lygdamus.
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