"Eternal, almighty | Lord, if a human prayer moves you, | look at us, and this will be a lot. | But if there is any me…"

"In an act of welcome: O son, he said | sweetly crying, I see you too, | even though you came, he still has your pity …"

"Firstly the sky, the earth and the sea, | the air, the moon, the sun, what is hidden, | what appears and how much it …"

"See there that bold young man | that his arm rests on that pure shaft? | Those to the light is destined first, | firs…"

"Brutus, prime consol, and those bundles of him | and those hatchets from which he, cruel father, | of the homeland go…"

"Public love wins, and great desire | of human praise in him the internal affection | of his own nature and blood. (bo…"

"But you, Romans my, rule the world | with empire and with weapons, and with your arts | let's be just in peace, undef…"

"Miserable child! So death | you would not win, as undefeated fora | your valor, and how you, Marcelus, | no less than…"

"It's on the tip | Once we reached Lilybaeum, we immediately turned around its blind shoals, and the port at last | of…"

"The room where I write has in the vault the story of Anchises saved by Aeneas, the fire of Troy. And I look at those …"