O Athenians, What Toil Do I Undergo

On Their Side More Men Are Standing, On Ours More Will Fight!

A Tomb Now Suffices Him For Whom The Whole World Was Not Sufficient.

O Athenians, What Toil Do I Undergo To Please You!

Sex And Sleep Alone Make Me Conscious That I Am Mortal.

Toil And Risk Are The Price Of Glory, But It Is A Lovely Thing To Live With Courage And Die Leaving An Everlasting Fame.