De mare quod fies mulier: tibi fata minantur,
masque reverteris, sed sine luce, senex.
Tiresia, et iudex superum, de lite iocosa:
Tristia de dulcia praemia lite feres.
Caecus eris, sed cuncta videbis; poenia iuvabit:
si ventura Dei est noscere, Divus eris.
Fate prophesied that you would transform from a man to a woman;
Then you’d return to being a man, but one without sight.
Tiresias, you were also a judge for the gods, albeit for a trivial dispute
and your reward for the judgment was a punishment.
You were blinded, but you will see it all,
And your punishment will benefit you;
For if it is godlike to know the future, then you are a god.