The glory of my name increases my shame. Less known by mortals, I could better escape their eyes.
The face of tyranny Is always mild at first.
It's no longer a warmth hidden in my veins: it's Venus entire and whole fastening on her prey.
I have pushed virtue to outright brutality.
Love is not dumb. The heart speaks many ways.
Behind a veil, unseen yet present, I was the forceful soul that moved this mighty body.