Ovid's Amores

Amores

III. 4c

Fuss as you will, there's charm in joys forbidden; / Unless she says `I'm frightened', she'no fun.

III. 9b

But every holy thing brash death profanes; / There's nothing that his murky clutches spare.

III. 14c

It's easy beating one who wants to lose; / Just say 'Not guity'---they're the words to use. / With those two words there's victory to be had, / So win the judge, although the case is bad.