Maxioms by Ovid (publius Ovidius Naso)
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.]
A field becomes exhausted by constant tillage.
[Lat., Continua messe senescit ager.]
A field becomes exhausted by constant tillage.
[Lat., Continua messe senescit ager.]
Imperceptibly the hours glide on, and beguile us as they pass.
Imperceptibly the hours glide on, and beguile us as they pass.
Indulgent gods, grant me to sin once with impunity. That is
sufficient. Let a second offence bear its punishment.
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Indulgent gods, grant me to sin once with impunity. That is
sufficient. Let a second offence bear its punishment.
[Lat., Di faciles, peccasse semel concedite tuto:
Id satis est. Peonam culpa secunda ferat.]
To wish for death is a coward's part.
[Lat., Timidi est optare necem.]
To wish for death is a coward's part.
[Lat., Timidi est optare necem.]