Be smart, drink your wine.
Never despair while under the guidance and auspices of Teucer.
The whole race of scribblers flies from the town and yearns for country life.
Leuconoe, close the book of fate, For troubles are in store, . . . . Live today, tomorrow is not.
Heir follows heir, as wave succeeds to wave.
What we hear strikes the mind with less force than what we see.