No day shall erase you from the memory of time
Hug the shore; let others try the deep.
That which an enraged woman can accomplish.
Perhaps even these things, one day, will be pleasing to remember.
Mantua gave me birth, Calabri snatched me away, now Parthenope holds me; I sang of shepherds, pastures, and heroes. -Mantua me genuit, Calabri rapuere, tenet nunc Parthenope, cecini pascua, rura, duces
To have died once is enough.