maneat, quaeso, duretque gentibus, si non amor nostri, at certe odium sui, quando urgentibus imperii fatis nihil iam praestare fortuna maius potest quam hostium discordiam.
Long may it last, I pray, and persist among the nations, this'if not love for us'at least hatred for each other: since now that the destinies of the Empire drive it on, Fortune can guarantee us nothing better than discord among our foes.
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