Fain would I kiss my Julia's dainty leg, Which is as white and hairless as an egg.
Happy is the bride that the sun shines on.
Gather ye rosebuds, while ye may.
Temptations hurt not, though they have accesse; Satan o'ercomes none but by willingnesse.
Outdid the meat, outdid the frolic wine.
Conquer we shall, but, we must first contend! It's not the fight that crowns us, but the end.