The rest were vulgar deaths unknown to fame.
Do thou restrain the haughty spirit in thy breast, for better far is gentle courtesy.
Content to follow when we lead the way.
Like leaves on trees the race of man is found,- Now green in youth, now withering on the ground; Another race the following spring supplies: They fall successive, and successive rise.
The minds of the everlasting gods are not changed suddenly.
Short is my date, but deathless my renown.