Poem 5: He's Sick :(

Is there dutiful care for you, Cerinthus, and for me,
        because now warmth is troubling our tired bodies?
Ah, I do not otherwise allow desire to overcome severe diseases,
        which I think might be over, if you also desire that.
And let it profit the diseases for me to overcome them, if you
        are able to support us with you with your bad sickly chest?

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