Love, you mock us for your sport.

One thinking it is right to speak all things, whether the word is fit for speech or unutterable.

Whoever gets up and comes to grips with Love like a boxer is a fool.

To err is common to all mankind, but having erred he is no longer reckless nor unblest who haven fallen into evil seeks a cure, nor remains unmoved.

Sleep, ignorant of pain, sleep, ignorant of grief, may you come to us blowing softly, kindly, kindly come king.

If you are out of trouble, watch for danger.

It is always fair sailing, when you escape evil.