Et transfudimus hinc et hinc labellis
Errantes animas, valete curae.
The gilliflower, the rose is not so sweet,
As sugared kisses be when lovers meet;
[5113]Ut mi ex Ambrosia, mutatum jam foret illud
Suaviolum tristi tristius helleboro.
At first Ambrose itself was not sweeter,
At last black hellebore was not so bitter.
[5114]Quid me mollibus implicas lacertis?
Quid fallacibus osculis inescas?&c.