By Venus with a fifth part of her nectar.[1]
“Thrice happy, ay, more than thrice happy, they
Whom one soft bond unbroken binds together;
Whose love serene from bickering and reproach
In life’s last moment finds the first that severs.”
The closing lines of an ode to Mæcenas (Lib. II. Ode XII.) are worth noting:
“Say, for all that Achæmenes boasted of treasure,
All the wealth which Mygdonia gave Phrygia in tribute,
All the stores of all Araby—say, wouldst thou barter
One lock of Lycimnia’s bright hair?