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I write, and throw into the flame what’s writ;
A little ash is all that comes of it.

— Ovid

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Jupiter from on high laughs at the perjuries of lovers.

Often a silent face has voice and words.

If you give up your quiet life, the bow of Cupid will lose its power.

Tis hard, I admit, yet virtue aims at what is hard, and gratitude for such a service will be all the greater.

Let the man who does not wish to be idle fall in love!

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