Translation: A lawyer’s office is, I’m sure you’ll find, Just like a mill, whereto for grinding come A crowd of folk of every sort and kind. - Pietro Nelli

Translation: As when you melons in the market buy.
You’ll cut a hundred, and, amongst the pile,
’Tis hard if you two good ones shall espy.
So, in our day, of all the tongues we deem,
From outward showing, free from every guile,
But two per cent, are really what they seem.

Un litigante è di vincer si ingordo,
Che non dà a se, o altrui pace o riposo,
Ma ad ogni altro piacer è cieco e sordo.

Translation: A litigant to winning so devotes his energies
That he never gives his neighbours or himself a moment’s rest,
But for every other pleasure he has neither ears nor eyes.