Publio Virgilio Marone: Frasi in inglese

“Fortune favors the bold.”
Audentes fortuna iuvat.

“I have lived
and journeyed through the course assigned by fortune.
And now my Shade will pass, illustrious,
beneath the earth.”
Vixi, et, quem dederat cursum Fortuna, peregi; Et nunc magna mei sub terras ibit Imago.

“Even here, merit will have its true reward…
even here, the world is a world of tears
and the burdens of mortality touch the heart.”
Sunt hic etiam sua praemia laudi, Sunt lacrimae rerum et mentem mortalia tangunt.

“Each of us bears his own Hell.”
Quisque suos patimur manis.

“Do the gods light this fire in our hearts
or does each man's mad desire become his god?”
Dine hunc ardorem mentibus addunt, Euryale, an sua cuique deus fit dira cupido?

“Let my delight be the country, and the running streams amid the dells—may I love the waters and the woods, though I be unknown to fame.”
Rura mihi et rigui placeant in vallibus amnes, Flumina amem sylvasque inglorius.

“Fate withstands.”

“Who knows?
Better times may come to those in pain.”
Forsan miseros meliora sequentur.

“Toil conquered the world, unrelenting toil, and want that pinches when life is hard.”
Labor omnia vicit<!--uicit--> improbus et duris urgens in rebus egestas.

“Love conquers all. Let Love then smile at our defeat.”
Omnia vincit Amor; et nos cedamus Amori.

“If we may compare small things with great.”
Si parva licet componere magnis.

“Wars, horrid wars.”
Bella, horrida bella.

“Euryalus
In death went reeling down,
And blood streamed on his handsome length, his neck
Collapsing let his head fall on his shoulder—
As a bright flower cut by a passing plow
Will droop and wither slowly, or a poppy
Bow its head upon its tired stalk
When overborne by a passing rain.”
Volvitur Euryalus leto, pulchrosque per artus It cruor inque umeros cervix conlapsa recumbit: Purpureus veluti cum flos succisus aratro Languescit moriens; lassove papavera collo Demisere caput, pluvia cum forte gravantur.

“Unconscionable Love,
To what extremes will you not drive our hearts!”
Improbe Amor, quid non mortalia pectora cogis!

“O farmers, pray that your summers be wet and your winters clear.”
Umida<!--Humida?--> solstitia atque hiemes orate serenas, agricolae.

“Every field, every tree is now budding; now the woods are green, now the year is at its loveliest.”
Nunc omnis ager, nunc omnis parturit arbor; Nunc frondent sylvae, nunc formosissimus annus.

“Wrapping truth in darkness.”

“Following what is decreed by fate.”

“It is come—the last day and inevitable hour for Troy.”
Venit summa dies et ineluctabile tempus Dardaniae.