The melancholy joys of evils pass'd, For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.
All the survivors of the war had reached their homes and so put the perils of battle and the sea behind them.
Whoever obeys the gods, to him they particularly listen.
Come then, put away your sword in its sheath, and let us two go up into my bed so that, lying together in the bed of love, we may then have faith and trust in each other.
And would'st thou evil for his good repay?
out of sight,out of mind