“Whatsoever Venus bids
Is a joy excelling,
Never in an evil heart
Did she make her dwelling.”

Quicquid Venus imperat
Labor est suavis,
quę nunquam in cordibus
habitat ignavis.
Source: "Confession", Line 29

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