In going abroad we change the climate not our dispositions.
Pale death with an impartial foot knocks at the hovels of the poor and the palaces of king.
The musician who always plays on the same string is laughed at.
One musts avoid that wicked temptress, Laziness.
Who after wine, talks of wars hardships or of poverty.
Everything, virtue, glory, honor, things human and divine, all are slaves to riches.