Nec recordari queo, quanta quondam scripserim primo iuvenis calore; unde pars maior utinam taceri possit et abdi! Nam senectutis propiore meta quicquid extremis sociamur annis, plus pudet, si quid leve lusit aetas, nunc reminisci.
Nor can I recall how many things I wrote in the first fervour of youth; I only wish that most of them might be buried in silence! For as the bourn of old age draws nearer, the closer I get to my last years, the more I am ashamed to remember now the flippant frolics of my youth.
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