Let your poem be kept nine years.
While we're talking, time will have meanly run on... pick today's fruits, not relying on the future in the slightest.
Never despair while under the guidance and auspices of Teucer.
An envious man grows lean at another's fatness.
All things considered, nothing is beautiful.
Misfortunes, untoward events, lay open, disclose the skill of a general, while success conceals his weakness, his weak points.