Translated from Latin to English by David Camden

Gellius (19.9.11):
      When I try to tell you my heart's desires, Pamphila,
      though I know what I should ask you, the words leave my lips,
      and I'm soaked to the core with sweat:
      thus, silent yet knowing, I die of shame.

Gellius (19.9.12):
      What's this unnecessary flame that you're offering up, Phileros?
      We'll go the way we are: the flame of the heart shines bright enough.
      For the savage force of the wind or a glittering rainstorm
      falling from the sky can extinguish that flame of yours;
      but against this fire of Venus, no force except
      Venus herself can overwhelm it.