Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus)

I teach that all are men are mad.
[Lat., Doceo insanire omnes.]

I teach that all are men are mad.
[Lat., Doceo insanire omnes.]

Mad in the judgment of the mob, sane, perhaps, in yours.
[Lat., Demens
Judicio vulgi, sanus fortasse read more

Mad in the judgment of the mob, sane, perhaps, in yours.
[Lat., Demens
Judicio vulgi, sanus fortasse tuo.]

The muse does not allow the praise-de-serving here to die: she
enthrones him in the heavens.
[Lat., Dignum read more

The muse does not allow the praise-de-serving here to die: she
enthrones him in the heavens.
[Lat., Dignum laude virum Musa vetat mori;
Coelo Musa beat.]

If I smile at the strong perfumes of the silly Rufillus must I be
regarded as envious and ill-natured?
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If I smile at the strong perfumes of the silly Rufillus must I be
regarded as envious and ill-natured?
[Lat., Ego si risi quod ineptus
Pastillos Rufillus olet, Gargonius hircum, lividus et mordax
videar?]

Cease to admire the smoke, wealth, and noise of prosperous Rome.
[Lat., Omitte mirari beatae
Fumum et read more

Cease to admire the smoke, wealth, and noise of prosperous Rome.
[Lat., Omitte mirari beatae
Fumum et opes strepitumque Romae.]