...gracious your form and your eyes as honey : desire is poured upon your lovely face Aphrodite has honored you exceedingly...

their heart grew cold
they let their wings down

Would Jove appoint some flower to reign, in matchless beauty on the plain, the Rose (mankind will all agree). The Rose the queen of flowers should be.

When a woman is plain, people say, 'What beautiful eyes you have, beautiful hair.

We shall enjoy it

As for him who finds
fault, may silliness
and sorrow take him!

When anger spreads through the breath, guard thy tongue from barking idly