Virgil

I fear the Greeks even when they bring gifts.

Virgil

I too am a poet who has found some favour with the Muse. I too have written songs. I too have heard the shepherds call me bard. But I take it from them with a grain of salt: I have the feeling that I cannot yet compare with Varius or Cinna, but cackle like a goose among melodious swans.

Virgil

If I cannot bend Heaven, I shall move Hell.

Virgil

If one swain scorns you, you will soon find another.

Virgil

Impotent fury rages powerless and to no purpose.

Virgil

It is easy to go down into hell; night and day, the gates of dark death stand wide; but to climb back again, to retrace one’s steps to the upper air – there’s the rub, the task.

Virgil

Let us go singing as far as we go: the road will be less tedious.

Virgil

Look with favor upon a bold beginning.

Virgil

Love begets love, love knows no rules, this is same for all.

Virgil

May the countryside and the gliding valley streams content me. Lost to fame, let me love river and woodland.

Virgil