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Cicerō multōs librōs dē philosophiā scrīpsit
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Cicero wrote many books about philosophy.
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habēsne cōpiam pecūniae?
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Do you have an abundance of money?
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librum dē cōpiīs Rōmānōrum scrībet
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He/She will write a book about the troops of the Romans.
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scrīptor librum dē sorōribus scrīpserat
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The writer had written a book about sisters.
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bonum est puerōs laudāre
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It is good to praise the boys.
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dē pāce ēgērunt
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They negotiated about peace.
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grātiās frātrī ēgit
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He/She gave thanks to his/her brother.
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lībertātem amō, līber tamen nōn sum
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I love liberty, nevertheless I am not free.
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laus bellī stulta est
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The praise of war is foolish.
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poēta laudem carminum amat
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The poet loves the praise of his poems.
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uictōria animum iuuat
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Victory delights the soul.
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in bellō frāter frātrem necābat
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In the war, brother was killing brother.
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patriam, frātrēs sorōrēsque, amāte!
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Brothers and sisters, love your country!
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hominēs numquam discunt
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Human beings never learn.
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discentne umquam hominēs dē sapientiā?
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Will human beings ever learn about wisdom?
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potesne hominēs ad sapientiam dūcere?
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Can you lead men to wisdom?
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propter uirtūtem tuam grātiās agō
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I give thanks because of your courage.
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Cicerō populō Rōmānō grātiās agēbat
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Cicero was giving thanks to the Roman people.
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pulchra nōn es, tē tamen amō
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You are not beautiful, nevertheless I love you.
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dūcēsne multōs uirōs ad bellum?
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Will you lead many men to war?
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ualē, pāx!
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Goodbye, peace!
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et in pāce et in bellō animī sunt bonī
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Both in peace and in war, courage is good.
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frāter tuus est deus!
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Your brother is a god!
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soror tua est dea!
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Your sister is a goddess!
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manēbitne lībertās in patriā?
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Will liberty remain in our country?
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amantne semper discipulī litterās?
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Do students always love literature?
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discipulōs philosophiam docēbam
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I was teaching the students philosophy.
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docē mē dē amōre!
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Teach me about love.
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bellum numquam geram
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I will never wage war.
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trahisne corpus?
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Are you dragging the body?
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trahēsne corpus?
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Will you drag the body?
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animus corpus dūcit
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The mind leads the body.
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amor mē uīcit
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Love has conquered me.
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amor mē uīcerit
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Love will have conquered me.
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amor mē uīcerat
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Love had conquered me.
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quandō dē ratiōne umquam discēs?
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When will you ever learn about reason?
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potesne mē dē ratiōne docēre?
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Can you teach me about reason?
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Cicerō uxōrem Terentiam nōn semper amābat
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Cicero did not always love his wife Terentia.
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Cicerō fīliam Tulliam semper amābat
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Cicero always loved his daughter Tullia.
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ō tempora! Ō mōrēs!
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Oh the times! Oh the customs!
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Victōria rēgīna uirum Albertum amābat
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Queen Victoria loved her husband Albert.
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Cicerō frātrem Quīntum amābat
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Cicero loved his brother Quintus.
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Cicerō litterās crās scrībet
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Cicero will write a letter tomorrow.
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litterās hodiē scrībit
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He is writing a letter today.
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litterās herī (here) scrībēbat
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He was writing a letter yesterday.
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audēbisne umquam amāre?
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Will you ever dare to love?
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poenās dabis
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You will pay the penalty.
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ratiō mē ad lībertātem dūcet
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Reason will lead me to liberty.
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ē terrā mē dūcit
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He/She is leading me out of the country.
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sine ratiōne nōn ualēbis
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Without reason you will not be strong.
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numerus stultōrum magnus est
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The number of fools is large.
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ratiō et philosophia mē satiant
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Reason and philosophy satisfy me.
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agite nunc!
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Act now!
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tum tē amābam, nunc tē amo, semper tē amābō
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I loved you then, I love you now, I will love you always.
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oculī tuī mē iuuant
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Your eyes delight me.
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Rōmānus Cicerōnem necāuit
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A Roman killed Cicero.
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cūram labōrī nostrō sine morā dabimus
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We will pay attention to our work without delay.
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sine ōtiō labor nōn ualet
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Without leisure labor is not strong.
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perīculum meum est magnum
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My danger is great.
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perīculum tuum est magnum
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Your danger is great.
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perīculum nostrum est magnum
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Our danger is great.
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perīculum uestrum est magnum
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Your danger is great.
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ubi est amor?
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Where is love?
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amor est remedium malōrum
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Love is the remedy of/for evil things (OR: evils).
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ratiō est dōnum deōrum
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Reason is the gift of the gods.
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ad exitium mē trahēs
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You will drag me to destruction.
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ad exitium mē trahis
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You are dragging me to destruction.
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tempora perīculī plēna sunt
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The times are full of (OR: filled with) danger.
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tempora perīculō plēna sunt
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The times are filled with (OR: full of) danger.
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officium mē uocat
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Duty calls me.
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cōnsilia tua mē iuuant
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Your plans delight me.
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cōnsilia uestra mē adiuuant
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Your plans help/aid me.
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in oculīs puellae nihil uidēs
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In the eyes of the girl you see nothing.
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meā culpā!
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My fault! (literally: "because of my fault" = ablative of cause)
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caelum glōriā Deī plēnum est
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Heaven is full of (OR: filled with) the glory of God.
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grātiās Deō agimus
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We are giving thanks to God.
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grātiās Deō agēmus
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We will give thanks to God.
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grātiās Deō ēgerimus
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We will have given thanks to God.
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Deus est amor
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God is love.
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uerbum Deī mē iuuat
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The word of God delights me.
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uerbum Deī mē adiuuat
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The word of God helps/aids me.
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poēta malus multa carmina scrībet
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The bad poet will write many poems.
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poēta bonus pauca carmina scrībit
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The good poet writes few poems.
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sub caelō fuimus
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We were (OR: We have been) under the sky.
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sub caelō fuerāmus
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We had been under the sky.
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sub terrā erimus
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We will be under the earth.
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sub caelō fuerimus
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We will have been under the sky.
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uīta sine malō nōn est
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Life is not without evil/trouble.
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numquam tē satis amābo
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I will never love you enough.
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age dīs grātiās propter bona tua
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Give thanks to the gods on account of your blessings (literally: good things).
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