He Who Has Calmly Reconciled His Life

And No Renown Can Render You Well-known: For If You Think That Fame Can Lengthen Life By Mortal Famousness Immortalized, The Day Will Come That Takes Your Fame As Well, And There A Second Death For You Awaits.

He Who Has Calmly Reconciled His Life To Fate ... Can Look Fortune In The Face.

All Fortune Is Good Fortune; For It Either Rewards, Disciplines, Amends, Or Punishes, And So Is Either Useful Or Just.

He Who Is Virtuous Is Wise; And He Who Is Wise Is Good; And He Who Is Good Is Happy.

I Who Once Wrote Songs With Keen Delight Am Now By Sorrow Driven To Take Up Melancholy Measures. Wounded Muses Tell Me What I Must Write, And Elegiac Verses Bathe My Face With Real Tears. Not Even Terror Could Drive From Me These Faithful Companions Of My Long Journey. Poetry, Which Was Once The Glory Of My Happy And Flourishing Youth, Is Still My Comfort In This Misery Of My Old Age.