A Glorious Death Is His, Who For

To Heal Divisions, To Relieve The Oppress'd, In Virtue Rich; In Blessing Others, Bless'd.

I Long For Home, Long For The Sight Of Home.

It Was Built Against The Will Of The Immortal Gods, And So It Did Not Last For Long.

My Life Is More To Me Than All The Wealth Of Ilius

Oall The Creatures That Creep And Breathe On Earth, There Is None More Wretched Than Man.