<nowiki>'</nowiki>Tune sequeris' ait 'quidquam aut patiere pudendum cum tibi tot mortes scelerisque brevissima tanti effugia?' - Gaius Valerius Flaccus

They ravage and sweep away my banquet, and befoul and upset the cups, there is a violent stench and a sorry battle arises, for the monsters are as famished as I. What all have scorned or polluted with their touch, or what has fallen from their filthy claws, helps me to linger thus among the living.

Contra Tartareis Colchis spumare venenis
cunctaque Lethaei quassare silentia rami
perstat et adverso luctantia lumina cantu
obruit atque omnem linguaque manuque fatigat
vim Stygiam.

Siderea tunc arce pater pulcherrima Graium
coepta tuens tantamque operis consurgere molem
laetatur.