By gold all good faith has been banished; by gold our rights are abused; the law itself is influenced by gold, and soon there will be an end of every modest restraint.
Every man now worships gold, all other reverence being done away.
Not only the bull attacks his enemies with curved horn, but also the sheep, when harmed fights back.
No rival will steal away my sure love; that glory will be my gray hair.
Tell me who is able to keep his bed chaste, or which goddess is able to live with one god alone?
Among absent lovers, ardor always fares better.
