No one is content with his own lot.
It is sweet and right to die for the homeland, but it is sweeter to live for the homeland, and the sweetest to drink for it. Therefore, let us drink to the health of the homeland.
Many shall be restored that now are fallen and many shall fall that now are in honor.
What has this unfeeling age of ours left untried, what wickedness has it shunned?
By the favour of the heavens
Patience makes lighter / What sorrow may not heal. ("sed levius fit patientia quidquid corrigere est nefas")