Fame due to the achievements of the mind never perishes.
Faith is not sure, if you cannot turn love to quarrel; may my enemies obtain a mild mistress.
Never change when love has found its home.
To each man at his birth nature has given some fault.
Something greater than the Iliad now springs to birth -Nescio quid maius nascitur Iliade
And nobility will not be able to help you with your love; Love does not know how to cede to ancestral images.