The man who acts the least, upbraids the most.
Among all men on the earth bards have a share of honor and reverence, because the muse has taught them songs and loves the race of bards.
A glorious death is his, who for his country falls.
Whatever day Makes man a slave, takes half his worth away.
For I am yearning to visit the limits of the all-nurturing Earth, and Oceans, from whom the gods are sprung.
There is a strength in the even of very sorry men