Trust not the horse, O Trojans. Be it what it may, I fear the Grecians even when they offer gifts.
Age steals away all things, even the mind.
Fate will find a way.
Harsh necessity, and the newness of my kingdom, force me to do such things and to guard my frontiers everywhere.
Then endure for a while, and live for a happier day!
Hug the shore; let others try the deep.