The great and amorous sky curved over the earth, and lay upon her as a pure lover. The rain, the humid flux descending from heaven for both man and animal, for both thick and strong, germinated the wheat, swelled the furrows with fecund mud and brought forth the buds in the orchards. And it is I who empowered these moist espousals, I the great Aphrodite.

You have been trapped in the inescapable net of ruin by your own want of sense.

The best by far is to marry in one's own rank.

Since long I've held silence a remedy for harm.

I warn the marauder dragging plunder, chaotic, rich beyond all rights: he'll strike his sails, harried at long last, stunned when the squalls of torment break his spars to bits.

I gave them hope, and so turned away their eyes from death

Unions in wedlock are perverted by the victory of shameless passion that masters the female among men and beasts.