Sparrow, my sweet girl’s delight,
whom she plays with, holds to her breast,
whom, greedy, she gives her little finger to,
often provoking you to a sharp bite,
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a different translation of the same poem: Catullus' Carmen 2 (''Passer, deliciae meae puellae, '') [see 25]