Quisquis composito serenus aevo Fatum sub pedibus egit superbum Fortunamque tuens utramque rectus Invictum potuit tenere vultum, Non illum rabies minaeque ponti Versum funditus exagitantis aestum Nec ruptis quotiens vagus caminis Torquet fumificos Vesaevus ignes Aut celsas soliti ferire turres Ardentis via fulminis movebit.
He who has ground proud fate beneath his heel Calm in his own well-ordered life And has looked in the face good and ill fortune Still able to keep erect his unconquered head, He shall not be troubled by the rage or threats of the sea Driving the turning tide up from the deep, Nor by Vesuvius However often it break from its deep forges Flinging its smoking fires abroad, Nor by the blazing thunderbolt That strikes down lofty towers.
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