In gold sandals / dawn like a thief / fell upon me.

Beauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorrow.

Stars veil their beauty soon / Beside the glorious moon, / When her full silver light / Doth make the whole earth bright.

Once again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.

How love the limb-loosener sweeps me away

Love, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough.

He who is fair to look upon is good, and he who is good will soon be fair also.