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It was hot and already past the middle of the day;
I stretched myself on top of the bed to relax,
My body half covered, the shuttered windows half closed.
The light filtered in like it does in the forest when Phoebus
Descends in the West and a fugitive radiance plays,
Or where night is ending, but day has not quite begun,
The sort of delicate light that encourages girls
To show themselves - when the shy or timorous hope
To be able to hide their arousal - suddenly Corinna,
Her dress half undone, her hair dividing to show
The fair white skin of her neck, appears at the door-
Semiramis herself
on the night of her wedding looked so,
Or Lais on
her bed with her lovers. I pulled at the dress -
She tried to keep some scraps around herself,
But hard as she fought, unwilling at first to submit,
My final victory showed what she really wanted.
She stood before my eyes, all veils removed,
Her body completely revealed, and nowhere flawed.
What arms! What shoulders! What breasts I see and touch!
They are perfectly formed for my hands. I stretch out my fingers
Over the flat of her stomach, broad and inviting,
Then down and over her thighs. But why tell all?
There is no part of her body not worthy of praise,
And I press my naked form right down on hers.
Want to know more? We rested exhausted together.
May many middles of days like this come to me!
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Aestus erat, mediamque dies exegerat horam;
adposui medio membra levanda toro.
pars adaperta fuit, pars altera clausa fenestrae;
quale fere silvae lumen habere solent,
qualia sublucent fugiente crepuscula Phoebo,
aut ubi nox abiit, nec tamen orta dies.
illa verecundis lux est praebenda puellis,
qua timidus latebras speret habere pudor.
ecce, Corinna venit, tunica velata recincta,
candida dividua colla tegente coma—
qualiter in thalamos famosa Semiramis isse
dicitur, et multis Lais amata viris.
Deripui tunicam—nec multum rara nocebat;
pugnabat tunica sed tamen illa tegi.
quae cum ita pugnaret, tamquam quae vincere nollet,
victa est non aegre proditione sua.
ut stetit ante oculos posito velamine nostros,
in toto nusquam corpore menda fuit.
quos umeros, quales vidi tetigique lacertos!
forma papillarum quam fuit apta premi!
quam castigato planus sub pectore venter!
quantum et quale latus! quam iuvenale femur!
Singula quid referam? nil non laudabile vidi
et nudam pressi corpus ad usque meum.
Cetera quis nescit? lassi requievimus ambo.
proveniant medii sic mihi saepe dies!
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