For the godly poet must be chaste himself, but there is no need for his verses to be so.

So a maiden, while she remains untouched, remains dear to her own; but when she has lost her chaste flower with sullied body, she remains neither lovely to boys nor dear to girls

Now he is treading that dark road to the place from which they say no one has ever returned.

I can imagine no greater misfortune for a cultured people than to see in the hands of the rulers not only the civil, but also the religious power

I had no idea that there are 2,350 verses on this subject.

No more thy pains for others' welfare spend, Nor think by service to attach a friend: All are ungrateful - love goes slighted still - Nor merely so, but is repaid by ill; Witness myself, house bitterest foe is he, Who never had a friend on earth bu