"I look no more for her to be my lover
As I love her. That thing could never be.
Nor pray I for her purity––that's over.
Only this much I pray, that I be free.
Free from insane desire myself, and guarded
In peace at last. O heaven, grant that yet
The faith by which I've lived may be
rewarded.
Let me forget."
– Catullus
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