1.5 - Nymph, wait, as the lamb flees from the wolf, as the deer flees from the lion, as the dove with its feather wavering flees from the eagle. 1.6 - Her hair grows into leaves, her arms into branches. 2.1 - To hunt, to bathe, to play, to laugh: this is to live. 2.2 - Sweet and noble is it to die for country. 2.3 - Virtue is to flee sin and wisdom to first have lacked foolishness. 3.2 - I am not a mountain dweller, nor am I a shepherd, nor am I a cattle watcher, nor hairy. 3.3 - Jupiter is my father. Through me that which will be and was and is is opened; through me songs on the lyre are harmonious. 3.4 - To whom the god said "But since you are not able to be my wife, certainly you will be my tree. All will wear your hair, your lyre, you my laurel, my quiver. 4.1 - Often the father says "You owe a son-in-law to me, daughter." Often the father says "You owe to me grandsons, daughter." 5.7 - The area where you hasten is rough. With more restraint, I beg, run with flight and restraint: with moderation I myself will pursue. 6.2 - The first love of Apollo was Daphne of Peneus, whom ignorant fortune did not give, but the fierce wrath of Cupid.