"Cupid and my Campaspe play'd At cards for kisses; Cupid paid; He stakes his quiver, bow and arrows, His mother's doves, ..."

"Eja, Mater, fons amoris, me sentire vim doloris fac, ut tecum lugeam; Fac, ut ardeat cor meum in amando Christum Deum, u..."

"No one but a woman in love ever sees the maximum of men's greatness..."