EX BELLO PAX.

Peace succeeding to war

En galea intrepidus quam miles gesserat, & quae
Saepius hostili sparsa cruore fuit.
Parta pace apibus tenuis concessit in usum,
Alveoli atque favos grataque melle [=mella] gerit.
Arma procul iaceant, fas sit tunc sumere bellum,
Quum[1] aliter pacis non potes arte frui.[2]

See here a helmet which a fearless soldier previously wore and which was often spattered with enemy blood. After peace was won, it retired to be used as a narrow hive for bees; it holds honey-combs and nice honey. - Let weapons lie far off; let it be right to embark on war only when you cannot in any other way enjoy the art of peace.