Maxioms by Ovid (publius Ovidius Naso)
The good of other times let people state;
I think it lucky I was born so late.
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The good of other times let people state;
I think it lucky I was born so late.
[Lat., Prisca juvent alios; ego me nunc denique natum Gratulor.]
Neither shall the wave, which has passed on, ever be recalled;
nor can the hour, which has once fled read more
Neither shall the wave, which has passed on, ever be recalled;
nor can the hour, which has once fled by, return again.
Pride is innate in beauty, and haughtiness is the companion of
the fair.
Pride is innate in beauty, and haughtiness is the companion of
the fair.