Carpe diem

Leuconoe, don't ask it's forbidden to know what end the gods will give me or you. Don't play with Babylonian fortune-telling either. Better just deal with whatever comes your way. Whether you'll see several more winters or whether the last one upiter gives you is the one even now pelting the rocks on the shore with the waves of the Tyrrhenian sea--be smart,drink your wine. Scale back your long hopes to a short period. Even as we speak,envious time is running away from us. Carpe diem, and trust as little as possible in the future.