No retreat. No retreat. They must conquer or die who've no retreat.
In love we are all fools alike.
Shall ignorance of good and ill Dare to direct the eternal will? Seek virtue, and of that possest, To Providence resign the rest.
Thus shadow owes its birth to light.
And when a lady's in the case, You know, all other things give place.
If the heart of a man is depressed with cares, The mist is dispelled when a woman appears.