Quintius, Aufilena; to Caelius, Aufilenus; Lovers each, fair flower either of youths Veronese. One to the brother bends, and one to the sister. A noble Friendship, if e'er was true friendship, a rare brotherhood. Ask me to which I lean? You, Caelius: yours a devotion Single, a faith of tried quality, steady to me; Into my inmost veins when love sank fiercely to burn them. Mighty be your bright love, Caelius, happy be you!