Among absent lovers, ardor always fares better.
Fickleness has always befriended the beautiful.
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.
Even if my strength should fail, my daring will win me praise: in might enterprises even the will to succeed is enough.
Fame due to the achievements of the mind never perishes.
Let each man pass his days in that endeavor wherein his gift is greatest.