It is not enough for poems to be fine; they must charm, and draw the mind of the listener at will.
Why harass with eternal purposes a mind to weak to grasp them?
The hour of happiness will be the more welcome, the less it was expected.
Faults are committed within the walls of Troy and also without. [There is fault on both sides.]
What has this unfeeling age of ours left untried, what wickedness has it shunned?
I have raised for myself a monument more durable than brass.