Tell me who is able to keep his bed chaste, or which goddess is able to live with one god alone?
Let each man have the wit to go his own way.
To each man at his birth nature has given some fault.
Beauty is fading, nor is fortune stable; sooner or later death comes to all.
And nobility will not be able to help you with your love; Love does not know how to cede to ancestral images.
Among absent lovers, ardor always fares better.