Suppressed grief suffocates, it rages within the breast, and is forced to multiply its strength.
Be patient and tough; someday this pain will be useful to you.
You put aside the work that's done, and seek some work to do.
It is hope which makes the shipwrecked sailor strike out with his arms in the midst of the sea, though no land is in sight.
If you have a voice, sing; but if you have good arms, then go in for dancing.
When I was from Cupid's passions free, my Muse was mute and wrote no elegy.