Something greater than the Iliad now springs to birth -Nescio quid maius nascitur Iliade
Always in absent lovers love's tide flows stronger.
Every man now worships gold, all other reverence being done away.
Love presses my head with carefully placed feet, wretch that he is, until he has taught me to detest chaste girls, and to live with no counsel.
No rival will steal away my sure love; that glory will be my gray hair.
In love, a verse of Mimnermus has more power than one of Homer.