Ovid (Publius Ovidius Naso)

Here shame dissuades him, there his fear prevails,
And each by turns his aching heart assails.

Here shame dissuades him, there his fear prevails,
And each by turns his aching heart assails.

Our native land charms us with inexpressible sweetness, and never
never allows us to forget that we belong to read more

Our native land charms us with inexpressible sweetness, and never
never allows us to forget that we belong to it.
[Lat., Nescio qua natale solum dulcedine captos
Ducit, et immemores non sinit esse sui.]

Knowest thou not that kings have long hands?
[Lat., An nescis longos regibus esse manus?]

Knowest thou not that kings have long hands?
[Lat., An nescis longos regibus esse manus?]

Some report elsewhere whatever is told them; the measure of
fiction always increases, and each fresh narrator adds something read more

Some report elsewhere whatever is told them; the measure of
fiction always increases, and each fresh narrator adds something
to what he has heard.
[Lat., Hi narrata ferunt alio; mensuraque ficti
Crescit et auditus aliquid novus adjicit auctor.]

It is a pleasure appropriate to man, for him to save a
fellow-man, and gratitude is acquired in no read more

It is a pleasure appropriate to man, for him to save a
fellow-man, and gratitude is acquired in no better way.
[Lat., Conveniens homini est hominem servare voluptas.
Et melius nulla quaeritur arte favor.]