All men do not, in fine, admire or love the same thing.

What will this boaster produce worthy of this mouthing? The mountains are in labor; a ridiculous mouse will be born. [Lat., Quid dignum tanto feret hic promissor hiatu? Parturiunt montes; nascetur ridiculus mus.]

A eulogist of past times. [Lat., Laudator temporis acti.]

What exile from his country is able to escape from himself? [Lat., Patriae quis exul se quoque fugit.]

Many heroes lived before Agamemnon, but they are all unmourned, and consigned to oblivion, because they had no bard to sing their praises. [Lat., Vixere fortes ante Agamemnona Multi: sed omnes illacrimabiles Urgentur, ignotique longa Nocte, carent quia vate sacro.]

Let me posses what I now have, or even less, so that I may enjoy my remaining days, if Heaven grant any to remain. [Lat., Sit mihi quod nunc est, etiam minus et mihi vivam Quod superest aevi--si quid superesse volunt di.]