We are perpetually labouring to destroy our delights, our composure, our devotion to superior power. Of all the animals on earth we least know what i… - Homer

Man, supposing you and I, escaping this battle,
would be able to live on forever, ageless, immortal,
so neither would I myself go on fighting in the foremost,
nor would I urge you into the fighting where men win glory.
But now, seeing that the spirits of death stand close about us
in their thousands, no man can turn aside or escape them,
let us go on and win glory for ourselves, or yield it to others.

So here the twins were laid low at Aeneas' hands,
down they crashed like lofty pine trees axed.

But listen to me first and swear an oath to use all your eloquence and strength to look after me and protect me.