Just as it is that a flower, unknown to the livestock, is born secluded within gardens enclosed, by no plow uprooted, a flower which the breezes caress, the sun strengthens, the rain nurtures: many boys and many girls have desired it.Â
So it is that a young woman, as long as she remains untouched, so long she is dear to her people; but when she has lost her chaste flower, her body besmirched, she remains neither pleasant for boys nor dear to girls.Â
-Catullus, Poems 62












