Skilled in every trick, a worthy heir of his paternal craft, he would make black look like white, and white look black. [Lat., Furtum ingeniosus ad omne, Qui facere assueret, patriae non degener artis, Candida de nigris, et de candentibus atra.]
Indulgent gods, grant me to sin once with impunity. That is sufficient. Let a second offence bear its punishment.
Tempus edax rerum. Time that devours all things.
Anger assists hands however weak. [Lat., Quamlibet infirmas adjuvat ira manus.]
Art lies in concealing art.
By arts, sails, and oars, ships are rapidly moved; arts move the light chariot, and establish love. [Lat., Arte citae veloque rates remoque moventur; Arte levis currus, arte regendus Amor.]
Habit had made the custom.
The gods favor the bold.
Safety lies in the middle course. [Lat., Medio tutissimus ibis.]
The swallow is not ensnared by men because of its gentle nature. [Lat., At caret insidiis hominum, quia mitis, hirundo.]
Gifts, believe me, captivate both men and Gods, Jupiter himself was won over and appeased by gifts.
The glow of inspiration warms us; this holy rapture springs from the seeds of the Divine mind sown in man.
In an easy cause any man may be eloquent.
Take this at least, this last advice, my son: Keep a stiff rein, and move but gently on: The coursers of themselves will run too fast, Your art must be to moderate their haste.
And I will capture your minds with sweet novelty. [Lat., Dulcique animos novitate tenebo.]
There is no such thing as pure, unalloyed pleasure; some bitter ever mingles with the sweet.
Wine prepares the heart for love, unless you take too much.
We beg one hour of death, that neither she With widow's tears may live to bury me, Nor weeping I, with wither'd arms, may bear My breathless Baucis to the sepulchre.
Sleep, thou repose of all things; sleep, thou gentlest of the deities; thou peace of the mind, from which care flies; who doest soothe the hearts of men wearied with the toils of the day, and refittest them for labor.
Man's last day must ever be awaited and none to be counted happy until his death, until his last funeral rites are paid.
Pride is innate in beauty, and haughtiness is the companion of the fair.
Sleep, rest of nature, O sleep, most gentle of the divinities, peace of the soul, thou at whose presence care disappears, who soothest hearts wearied with daily employments, and makest them strong again for labour!
Every lover is a soldier.
As long as you are lucky, you will have many friends; if cloudy times appear, you will be alone. -Donec eris felix, multos numerabis amicos; tempora si fuerint nubila, solus eris
Fair Flora! Now attend thy sportful feast, Of which some days I with design have past; A part in April and a part in May Thou claim'st, and both command my tuneful lay; And as the confines of two months are thine To sing of both the double task be mine.
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