But you shall not escape my iambics.
What a woman says to an eager lover, write it on running water, write it on air.
It is difficult to lay aside a confirmed passion.
The vows that woman makes to her fond lover are only fit to be written on air or on the swiftly passing stream.
What women say to lovers, you'll agree, One writes on running water or on air.
To whom do I give my new elegant little book? Cui dono lepidum novum libellum?