Yes, everywhere he feels the fires of love,
But always does he glow with transient flame.
Deianira: But lovers after many transient flames,
Are wont at last to choose a single love.
Nurse: And could Alcides choose instead of thee
A slave, the daughter of his enemy?380
Deianira: As budding groves put on a joyous form
When spring's warm breezes clothe the naked boughs;
But, when the northwind rages in their stead,
And savage winter strips the leaves away,