«Love is a poison with a flavour, / Though sweet, it’s poison anyway, / And for the instant joy and favour / Long lasting grief is what we pay. / / The flame of love is vivifying, / They say it, but , in fact, we see: / It’s ravaging and rather trying / And ruining the soul for m...»
«You wake, o Baiae, from your tomb / With the appearance of Aurora's rays, / But crimson dawn will not return / The radiance of bygone days, / Will not bring back the cool of sanctuaries / Where swarms of beauties played, / And never will your columns of...»
«Wie stark kann sich das Herz erinnern, / wie traurig ist das beim Verstand! / Wie oft tal es mich süß bestricken, / befand ich mich in fremdem Land. / Da denke ich an ihre Worte, / an ihre Augen denke ich, / ich seh den goldnen Glanz der Locken, / die Strähne fällt ihr ins Gesicht....»
«Bent o'er his sabre, torrents starting / From his dim eyes, the bold hussar / Thus greets his cherish'd maid, while parting / For distant fields of war: 'Weep not, my fair one! O forbear thee! / No anguish can those tears remove; / For, by my troth and beard, I swear thee, / Time ...»