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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=498983" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In Rufum. Catul. Ep. 64</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=498983" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">IN RUFUM. CATUL. EP. 64.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=498983" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Noli admirari, quare tibi foemina nulla,<br> Rufe, velit tenerum supposuisse femur;<br>Non ullam rarae labefactes munere vestis,<br> Aut pellucidulis deliciis lapidis.<br>Laedit te quaedam mala fabula, qua tibi fertur<br> Valle sub alarum trux habitare caper.<br>Hunc metuunt omnes, neque mirum: nam mala valde est<br> Bestia, nec quicum bela puella cubet.<br>Quare aut crudelem nasorum interfice pestem,<br> Aut admirari desine, cur fugiant.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=498983" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">  TO RUFUS.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=498983" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">That no fair woman will, wonder not why,<br>Clap (Rufus) under thine her tender thigh;<br>Not a silk gown shall once melt one of them,<br>Nor the delights of a transparent gemme.<br>A scurvy story kills thee, which doth tell,<br>That in thine armpits a fierce goat doth dwell.<br>Him they all fear full of an ugly stench:<br>Nor 's 't fit he should lye with a handsome wench;<br>Wherefore this noses cursed plague first crush,<br>Or cease to wonder, why they fly you thus.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Richard+Lovelace">Richard Lovelace</a></strong></div>