A wise man sings his joy in the closet of his heart.
How mad it is to summon grim death by means of war!
Esteem all things that are good.
What madness is this, inviting sable Death by warfare? It always hovers close and comes unforeseen on silent steps.
Be bold: Venus herself aids the stout-hearted.
The Love-god inflames more fiercely those he sees are reluctant to surrender.