Every man now worships gold, all other reverence being done away.
Fickleness has always befriended the beautiful.
Afflicted by love's madness all are blind.
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.
That death is best which comes appropriately at a ripe age.
I say as an expert, no one is faithful in love -Expertus dico, nemo est in amore fidelis