Be bold: Venus herself aids the stout-hearted.
Esteem all things that are good.
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.
What madness is this, inviting sable Death by warfare? It always hovers close and comes unforeseen on silent steps.
The Love-god inflames more fiercely those he sees are reluctant to surrender.