Whatever one loves most is beautiful.
Stand and face me, my love,and scatter the grace in your eyes.
He who is fair to look upon is good, and he who is good will soon be fair also.
Death is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.
The Moon and Pleiades have set, / Midnight is nigh, / The time is passing, passing, yet / Alone I lie.
Love is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables.