The laws of a state change with the changing times.
A great ox stands on my tongue.
It is the nature of mortals to kick a fallen man.
There is no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief.
I pray for no more youth To perish before its prime; That Revenge and iron-heated War May fade with all that has gone before Into the night of time.
My friends, whoever has had experience of evils knows how whenever a flood of ills comes upon mortals, a man fears everything; but whenever a divine force cheers on our voyage, then we believe that the same fate will always blow fair.