Be bold: Venus herself aids the stout-hearted.
Don't fear to pledge. By winds the perjuries of love Are blown, null and void, across the land and farthest seas.
A wise man sings his joy in the closet of his heart.
Esteem all things that are good.
How mad it is to summon grim death by means of war!
What madness is this, inviting sable Death by warfare? It always hovers close and comes unforeseen on silent steps.