Be as a tower firmly set; Shakes not its top for any blast that blows.

Pride, envy, avarice - these are the sparks have set on fire the hearts of all men.

And as he, who with laboring breath has escaped from the deep to the shore, turns to the perilous waters and gazes.

Justice divine has weighed: the doom is clear. All hope renounce, ye lost, who enter here.

He who shall never be divided from me kissed my mouth all trembling.

Conscience, that boon companion who sets a man free under the strong breastplate of innocence, that bids him on and fear not.

Be as a tower firmly set; Shakes not its top for any blast that blows.