Wine brings to light the hidden secrets of the soul, gives being to our hopes, bids the coward flight, drives dull care away, and teaches new means for the accomplishment of our wishes.
The gods have given you wealth and the means of enjoying it.
Of what use is a fortune to me, if I cannot use it? [Lat., Quo mihi fortunam, si non conceditur uti?]
Alas! the fleeting years, how they roll on!
I am not what I once was. [Lat., Non sum qualis eram.]
Posterity, thinned by the crime of its ancestors, shall hear of those battles.
Refrain from asking what going to happen tomorrow, and everyday that fortune grants you, count as gain.
My cares and my inquiries are for decency and truth, and in this I am wholly occupied.
How does it happen, Maecenas, that no one is content with that lot in life which he has chosen, or which chance has thrown in his way, but praises those who follow a different course? [Lat., Qui fit, Maecenas, ut nemo quam sibi sortem, Seu ratio dederit, seu fors objecerit, illa Contentus vivat? laudet diversa sequentes.]
The foolish are like ripples on water, For whatsoever they do is quickly effaced; But the righteous are like carvings upon stone, For their smallest act is durable.
"Painters and poets," you say, "have always had an equal license in bold invention." We know; we claim the liberty for ourselves and in turn we give it to others.
Often a purple patch or two is tacked on to a serious work of high promise, to give an effect of colour.
Thou oughtest to know, since thou livest near the gods. [Lat., Scire, deos quoniam propius contingis, oportet.]
It is not permitted that we should know everything.
A man polished to the nail. [Lat., Ad unguem factus home.]
The snow has at last melted, the fields regain their herbage, and the trees their leaves.
Many terms which have now dropped out of favour will be revived, and those that are at present respectable, will drop out, if useage so choose with whom resides the decision and the judgment and the code of speech.
Think of the wonders uncorked by wine! It opens secrets, gives heart to our hopes, pushes the cowardly into battle, lifts the load from anxious minds, and evokes talents. Thanks to the bottle's prompting no one is lost for words, no one who's cramped by poverty fails to find release.
Damnosa quid non imminuit dies? What does not destructive time destroy?
A dowried wife, friends, beauty, birth, fair fame, These are the gifts of money, heavenly dame: Be but a moneyed man, persuasion tips Your tongue, and Venus settles on your lips.
Nor has he lived in vain, who from his cradle to his grave has passed his life in seclusion.
Not even piety will stay wrinkles, nor the encroachments of age, nor the advance of death, which cannot be resisted.
If virtue holds the secret, don't defer; Be off with pleasure, and be on with her.
O drink is mighty! secrets it unlocks, Turns hope to fact, sets cowards on to box, Takes burdens from the careworn, finds out parts In stupid folks, and teaches unknown arts. What tongue hangs fire when quickened by the bowl? What wretch so poor but wine expands his soul?
Seest thou how pale the sated guest rises from supper, where the appetite is puzzled with varieties? The body, too, burdened with I yesterday's excess, weighs down the soul, and fixes to the earth this particle of the divine essence.
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