quem si fata virum servant, si vescitur aura aetheria neque adhuc crudelibus occubat umbris, non metus, officio nec te certasse priorem paeniteat.
If fate still preserves that hero, if he feeds on the air of heaven and lies not yet in the cruel shades, we have no fear, nor would you regret to have taken the first step in the strife of courtesy.