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Love makes me tremble yet again sapping all the strength from my limbs; bittersweet, undefeated creature – against you there is no defence‡
I do not have a spiteful temper but a tender heart
Beautiful women, my feelings for you will never falter
the sweetness of your voice and the thrill of your laugh, which have so stirred the heart in my own breast, that whenever I catch sight of you, even if for a moment, then my voice deserts me and my tongue is struck silent, a delicate fire suddenly races underneath my skin, my eyes see nothing, my ears whistle like the whirling of a top and sweat pours down me and a trembling creeps over
your beauty, your dress thrills all those who see you and the heart in my breast quickens; once I too poured scorn on Aphrodite, goddess of love, but now I pray [that you will soon be here …] oh, I wish [we were never parted …]
The moon has set and the stars have faded, midnight has gone, long hours pass by, pass by; I sleep alone
Beauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorrow
