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1 T-I| polish your two edges,~so you’re seen ragged, with straggling 2 T-I| time~and circumstance. You’re safe regarding time.~Fine-spun 3 T-I| my book!~And because you’re a foreigner in a mighty 4 T-I| deceive, it’s clear you’re mine.~But enter quietly 5 T-I| shouldn’t be read~because you’re mine, and thrusts you away,~ 6 T-I| His Works~ ~Perhaps you’re wondering if I’ll send you~ 7 T-I| its bite,~if, while you’re hesitating, scared to go 8 T-I| punishment!~Yet when you’re admitted to my inner sanctum,~ 9 T-I| uncertain evils.~Surely we’re done for, there’s no hope 10 T-I| my troubles.~Yet, if you’re all willing to save this 11 T-I| Think where and whence you’re hurrying.’~Ah! How often 12 T-I| not truer husband.~You’re the support on which my 13 T-I| as they deserve.~So you’re proven, by one who’s as 14 T-I| lines too, if you think they’re worth~placing at the very 15 T-I| have many friends while you’re fortunate:~when the weather’ 16 T-II| Jove.~You also, since you’re called father and ruler 17 T-II| her stupid husband?~They’re seen by nubile girls, wives, 18 T-II| some of it read while you’re at leisure,~a few lines, 19 T-III| Longing For His Wife~ ~If you’re wondering perhaps why my 20 T-III| was sweet.~Even so they’re still present, though I 21 T-III| distant place,~know you’re always present in my heart.~ 22 T-III| approaching sail, she cried:~‘We’re caught: my father must be 23 T-III| 74 Exile As Torture~ ~You’re fiercer than cruel Busiris, 24 T-III| now young men, when they’re slick with slippery oil,~ 25 T-IV| sorrow’s pain,~that you’re tormented no less than Andromache,~ 26 T-IV| me!~I’m wretched if you’re ashamed to be mine!~Where 27 T-IV| a grandfather, while you’re young.~ ~Book TIV.VI:1-50 28 T-IV| fame only grants us when we’re dead.~Nor has Envy, that 29 T-V| break in upon me where they’re forbidden.~I’ve explained 30 T-V| The Getae~ ~The letter you’re reading comes to you from 31 T-V| brightness.~Dearest friend, you’re doubtless asking yourself ~ 32 T-V| forbidden name.~But, so you’re not harmed by the homage 33 T-V| hardly seen before they’re taking away their plunder.~ 34 T-V| fear war not wolves.~We’re scarcely protected by the 35 T-V| someone has said~that you’re ‘an exile’s wife’, by way 36 T-V| sadder than my fate.~You’re urging Priam to dance at 37 T-V| beware of seeming what you’re not, so you~can refute these 38 T-V| could give.~Add that you’re the sole custodian of my 39 T-V| tells you to do what you’re already doing, praises~your 40 ExII| why they come, while they’re a novelty.~Whatever the 41 ExII| any book of mine.~If you’re dubious about me, admit 42 ExII| hundred fell,~perhaps you’re asking who sent you this 43 ExII| your advice.~I’m afraid you’re trying to save me in vain:~ 44 ExII| you on failing wings.~We’re divided by the heavens, 45 ExII| reputation~was buried, now you’re silent about my dying here 46 ExII| member.~Woe is me if you’re offended by these words,~ 47 ExII| to do with me,~surely you’re hailed by one less voice 48 ExII| suffering, grieve that they’re deserved.~~ Book EI.VIII: 49 ExII| consideration,~in that you’re reading verses written while 50 ExII| ashamed to say:~if they’re still living, there are 51 ExII| the weight of sadness~You’re like a shore without rocks 52 ExI| all the Julian clan,~you’re hurt if you think any of 53 ExI| marvel the more that you’re not swept away~as well, 54 ExI| I know you well, if you’re still as you~used to be, 55 ExI| goddess on her sphere.~You’re loyal, and seeing that that 56 ExI| omen true,~I pray that you’re safe to read this, my friend.~ 57 ExI| that.~It’s possible you’re the more moved by my ills, ~ 58 ExI| admire others, when you’re to be admired ~yourself, 59 ExI| Praise of Germanicus~ ~You’re accustomed to share the 60 ExI| into your words.~So you’re right to think verse borders 61 ExI| recall the ancient signs?~You’re allowed to forget hand and 62 ExI| and, as is proper, you’re not incriminated by ‘Art’.~ 63 ExI| ll remember it, though we’re ~far apart, and desire to 64 ExI| beneath the frozen axis.~You’re here, unwittingly, many 65 ExI| hurry,~so that though we’re separated by a whole world’ 66 ExIII| almost brine:~drink, and you’re dubious whether they quench 67 ExIII| birds sing, unless they’re ones from far forests,~drinking 68 ExIII| books is a great one:~you’re spoken of as the model of 69 ExIII| Believe me, whenever you’re praised in my verse~he who 70 ExIII| that praise asks if you’re worthy of it.~And though 71 ExIII| what you will, unless you’re praised as a wife~you won’ 72 ExIII| so often~to do what you’re doing, and act as you are.~ 73 ExIII| harm you. She’ll see ~you’re terrified of her majesty. 74 ExIII| and favours them so they’re absolved from blame.~Let 75 ExIII| with this forgiveness: they’re free~to boast they’re proved 76 ExIII| they’re free~to boast they’re proved innocent by my testimony 77 ExIII| which accuse you, if you’re unaware of it?~You were 78 ExIII| completely,~and know you’re lost, once and for all, 79 ExIII| profit.~And yet though they’re the same, I haven’t addressed 80 ExIV| you are, and where ~you’re from, speak any name to 81 ExIV| Brutus, the letter you’re reading has come to you~ 82 ExIV| one error, alas, and they’re spotless.~If you hope anything 83 ExIV| consider it, and perhaps they’re right:~how can denying the 84 ExIV| then it will think you’re doling out lengthy contracts,~ 85 ExIV| honesty:~next moment you’re speaking eloquently to the 86 ExIV| interest demands:~then you’re giving thanks on behalf 87 ExIV| East.~All of Pontus, you’re free to ask, would say that 88 ExIV| savagery,~and to me they’re only a small part of the 89 ExIV| Affinities~ ~The reason you’re not found in my works, my 90 ExIV| you who are truly what you’re named: dear!~The style and 91 ExIV| the place from which you’re greeted.~Not that my style’ 92 ExIV| title page.~However you’re placed among the books you’ 93 ExIV| while I hate the place you’re in.~Let anyone examine the 94 ExIV| the savage Getae)~that you’re the reason for, and guardian 95 ExIV| fame~is greater after we’re turned to ashes. When I~ 96 IBIS| the Cretan crowd think you’re from Corfu.~May you be buried 97 Ind| Great Goddess, Car, Ker or Q’re, to whom doves were sacred.