aspice me quanto rapiat fortuna periclo! tu tamen in nostro lenta timore venis; et potes hesternos manibus componere crines et longa faciem quaerere desidia, nec minus Eois pectus variare lapillis, ut formosa novo quae parat ire viro.
See into what peril fortune plunges me! But you show yourself indifferent in my hour of dread. And you have the nerve to finger and reset your hair disordered since last night, and spend idle hours trying to improve your looks, and as eagerly adorn your breast with oriental gems as a girl determined to meet a new lover looking her best.
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