Theognis became a friend, the aristocrat, the exile, observing human activities without illusion and without indulgence, ever ready to denounce the faults and errors which we call our woes. This clear-sighted man had known love's poignant delights;
Theognis-en laguna egin nintzen, aristokrata, herbesteratu, giza arazoen lilurarik eta bihozberatasunik gabeko behatzaile zorrotz harena, guk zorigaitz deitu ohi ditugun hutsegite eta akatsen salatzaile aspergaitz harena.