Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus)

I am frightened at seeing all the footprints directed towards thy
den, and none returning.
[Lat., Quia ne read more

I am frightened at seeing all the footprints directed towards thy
den, and none returning.
[Lat., Quia ne vestigia terrent
Omnia te adversum spectantia, nulla retrosum.]

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.]

What impropriety or limit can there be in our grief for a man so
beloved?
[Lat., Quis desiderio read more

What impropriety or limit can there be in our grief for a man so
beloved?
[Lat., Quis desiderio sit pudor aut modus
Tam cari capitis?]

What can be found equal to modesty, uncorrupt faith, the sister
of justice, and undisguised truth?
[Lat., Cui read more

What can be found equal to modesty, uncorrupt faith, the sister
of justice, and undisguised truth?
[Lat., Cui pudor et justitiae soror incorrupta fides nudaque
veritas quando ullum inveniet parem?]

It is grievous to be caught.
[Lat., Deprendi miserum est.]

It is grievous to be caught.
[Lat., Deprendi miserum est.]