Jupiter from on high smiles at the perjuries of lovers.
Everything changes, nothing is lost.
A ruler should be slow to punish and swift to reward.
I am above being injured by fortune, though she steals away much, more will remain with me. The blessing I now enjoy transcend fear.
That fair face will as years roll on lose its beauty, and old age will bring its wrinkles to the brow.
He whom all hate all wish to see destroyed.