By faithful study of the nobler arts, our nature's softened, and more gentle grows.

Love will enter cloaked in friendship's name.

Overlook our deeds, since you know that crime was absent from our inclination.

So I can't live either without you or with you.

Tears at times have all the weight of speech.

The cause is hidden. The effect is visible to all.

The result justifies the deed. (Exitus acta probat)

Time the devourer of all things.

We two are to ourselves a crowd.

When I was from Cupid's passions free, my Muse was mute and wrote no elegy.