The conclusion to the Pervigilium Veneris from the Loeb edition of Catullus, Tibullus, and the Pervigilium.
She sings, I am mute. When will my spring come? When shall I become like the swallow, that I may cease to be voiceless? I have lost my Muse through being voiceless, and Phoebus regards me not: so did Amyclae, through being voiceless, perish by its very silence.
illa cantat, nos tacemus. quando ver venit meum?
quando fiam uti chelidon, ut tacere desinam?
perdidi Musam tacendo, nec me Phoebus respicit:
sic Amyclas, cum tacerent, perdidit silentium.
cras amet qui numquam amavit, quique amavit cras amet!