Incredible conquests till the whole world reels,
And still thrust traps into my path until
I fall at last?
When Pompey came I knew.
Oh he was kind, quite kind, considerate
Of the old bitter man there who had failed,
Recalled without a triumph! He was kind
In all his splendid, conquering, strength and youth!
Yet, I had beaten Mithridates. So
Let the old lion growl through teeth once sharp!