Rumor goes forth at once, Rumor than whom No other speedier evil thing exists; She thrives by rapid movement, and acquires Strength as she goes; small at the first from fear, She presently uplifts herself aloft, And stalks upon the ground and hides her head Among the clouds.

If one swain scorns you, you will soon find another.

The cursed hunger for gold. -Auri sacra fames

All things deteriorate in time.

Fear reveals baseborn souls!

Each man is led by his own liking.

These passions of soul, these conflicts so fierce, will cease, and be repressed by the casting of a little dust.