In love, a verse of Mimnermus has more power than one of Homer.
Do not unto another that which you would not he should do unto you.
Every man now worships gold, all other reverence being done away.
Fickleness has always befriended the beautiful.
Allow me, whom Fortune always desires to bury, lay down my life in these final trivialities. Many have freely died in longlasting loves, among whose number may the earth cover me as well.
Let each man pass his days in that endeavor wherein his gift is greatest.