Goddess-nurse of the young, give ear to my prayer, and grant that this woman may reject the love-embraces of youth and dote on grey-haired old men whose powers are dulled, but whose hearts still desire.

Thou shalt not horn in on thy husbands racket

By Jove the stranger and the poor are sent, and what to those we give, to Jove is lent.

By mutual confidence and mutual aid - great deeds are done, and great discoveries made

There is the heat of Love, the pulsing rush of Longing, the lover’s whisper, irresistible—magic to make the sanest man go mad.

By their own follies they perished, the fools.

Young people are thoughtless as a rule.