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horace-works_114		horace-works_114			.txt	text/plain	296	13	70	TO PECTIUS It by no means, O Pectius, delights me as heretofore to write Lyric verses, being smitten with cruel love: with love, who takes pleasure to inflame me beyond others, either youths or maidens. When I, with great gravity, had applauded these resolutions in your presence, being ordered to go home, I was carried with a wandering foot to posts, alas!	cache/horace-works_114.txt	txt/horace-works_114.txt
