Virgil

You have suffered worse things; God will put an end to these also.

Virgil

A chaplet of leaves crowns the victor.

Virgil

A fickle and changeful thing is a woman ever.

Virgil

A god has brought us this peace.

Virgil

A mind aware of its own rectitude.

Virgil

A sad thing is a wolf in the fold, rain on ripe corn, wind in the trees, the anger of Amaryllis.

Virgil

A snake lurks in the grass.

Virgil

A woman is always a fickle, unstable thing.

Virgil

Age carries all things away, even the mind.

Virgil

Ah, merciless Love, is there any length to which you cannot force the human heart to go?

Virgil