But curb thou the high spirit in thy breast, for gentle ways are best, and keep aloof from sharp contentions.

Friend, many and many a dream is mere confusion a cobweb of no consequence at all. Two gates for ghostly dreams there are: One gateway of honest horn, and one of ivory. Issuing by the ivory gate are dreams of glimmering illusion, fantasies, but those that come through solid polished horn may be borne out, if mortals only know them.

Dreams surely are difficult, confusing, and not everything in them is brought to pass for mankind. For fleeting dreams have two gates: one is fashioned of horn and one of ivory. Those which pass through the one of sawn ivory are deceptive, bringing tidings which come to nought, but those which issue from the one of polished horn bring true results when a mortal sees them.

If not yet lost to all the sense of shame.

One omen is best, to fight in defense of one's country.

And they die an equal death — the idler and the man of mighty deeds.

Fear, O Achilles, the wrath of heaven; think on your own father and have compassion upon me, who am the more pitiable