exspecta dum maior honos, dum firmius aevum, dum roseis venit umbra genis vultusque recedunt ore mei; tunc bella tibi ferrumque, quod ardes, ipsa dabo et nullo matris revocabere fletu.
Wait till your dignity be greater, your age stouter, till shadow comes to your rosy cheeks and my face leaves yours. Then myself shall give you war and the steel you burn for and no mothers tears shall call you back.
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