ne, pueri, ne tanta animis adsuescite bella neu patriae validas in viscera vertite vires; tuque prior, tu parce, genus qui ducis Olympo, proice tela manu, sanguis meus!
Steel not your hearts, my sons, to such wicked war nor vent violent valour on the vitals of your land. And you who draw your lineage from heaven, be you the first to show mercy; cast the sword from your hand, child of my blood!