What I have done is yours; what I have to do is yours; being part in all I have, devoted yours.
Praising what is lost makes the remembrance dear
Wrong hath but wrong, and blame the due of blame.
Then to Silvia let us sing that Silvia is excelling. She excels each mortal thing upon the dull earth dwelling.
Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.
In brief, sir, study what you most affect.