Be this our wall of brass, to be conscious of having done no evil, and to grow pale at no accusation.
Once a word has been allowed to escape, it cannot be recalled.
Many brave men lived before Agamemnon; but, all unwept and unknown, are lost in the distant night, since they are without a divine poet (to chronicle their deeds).
There is nothing assured to mortals.
What has not wasting time impaired?
Posterity, thinned by the crime of its ancestors, shall hear of those battles.