"Don't ask (it's forbidden to know) what final fate the gods have what end the gods will give me or you, Leuconoe. Don't play with Babylonian fortune-telling either. It is better to endure whatever will be. Whether Jupiter has allotted to you many more winters or this final one which even now wears out the Tyrrhenian sea on the rocks placed opposite be smart, drink your wine. Scale back your long hopes to a short period. While we speak, envious time will have fled. Seize the day and place no trust in tomorrow."