non enim potest umquam civicis pectoribus elabi, quem te quantumque nuper omnis aetas ordo sexus e semirutis murorum aggeribus conspicabantur, cum interiectis aequoribus in adversum perambulatis et vix duodeviginti equitum sodalitate comitatus aliquot milia Gothorum non minus die quam campo medio, quod difficile sit posteritas creditura, transisti.
For the hearts of our citizens can never stop honoring the memory of you, the noble and great man, whom every age, class, and gender saw from the destroyed ramparts not long ago. You crossed the level ground without looking back and traveled with only 18 mounted comrades through several thousands of Goths, not only in the middle of the day but also in the middle of an open plain. This achievement is something that posterity will hardly believe.