God will help us
Greetings boys, / learn the Latrin language, / beautiful and magnificent! / God will help us, / magisters will love us, / others will laud us. / Selves you will rejoice!
You will eat well, my Fabulla, with me...* Give, and it will be given to you.** Before the cock crows, you will deny me three times.** Soon we will see you.
He will do
How will Cicero act? Who lives, will see. Hold the thing, words will follow. If it is bad now, once it will not be so. The moon doesn't shine. The moon will soon shine. Today we do not sing. Tomorrow we will sing. A farmer I will be like my uncle. I will watch by you. Marcus does not go to Rome. Me and Camilla will tomorrow go to Rome on via Appia. As long as you are prosperous, you will count many friends.