Virtue that wavers is not virtue, but vice revolted from itself, and after a while returning. The actions of just and pious men do not darken in their middle course.

Hail, wedded love, mysterious law; true source of human happiness.

It is Chastity, my brother. She that has that is clad in complete steel.

True it is that covetousness is rich, modesty starves.

Where no hope is left, is left no fear.

Hope allows us to bid farewell to fear.

These two imparadised in one another's arms, the happier Eden, shall enjoy their fill of bliss on bliss.