Patience is the virtue of an ass, who treads beneath his burden and complains not.

Of all the kind of pains, the greatest pain is to love and to love in vain.

Of all the plagues with which the world is curst, Of every ill, a woman is the worst.

Patience is the virtue of an ass, who treads beneath his burden and complains not.

Marriage the happiest bond of love might be, If hands were only joined when hearts agree.

There is no heaven like mutual love.

The radiant sun sends from above ten thousand blessings down, nor is he set so high for show alone.