Afflicted by love's madness all are blind.
The law itself follows gold.
Every man now worships gold; all other reverence being done away.
Give the historians something to write about.
Among absent lovers, ardor always fares better.
In great things it is enough even to have willed.
Let each man pass his days in that wherein his skill is greatest.
The seaman tells stories of winds, the ploughman of bulls; the soldier details his wounds, the shepherd his sheep. (Elegies).
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
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