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Latin
dulce et decorum est pro patria mori quot homines, tot sententiae sic transit gloria mundi o tempora, o mores timeo Danaos et dona ferentes quo vadis? ave, imperator, morituri te salutant qualis artifex pereo! |
English
Thus passes the glory of the world. What times, what behaviour! Whither are you going? What an artist dies in me! I fear the Greeks, even bearing gifts. It is sweet and proper to die for one's country. Hail, emperor. Those about to die salute you. There as many different opinions, as there are people. |