Maxioms by Juvenal (decimus Junius Juvenal)
What is more cruel than a tyrant's ear?
[Lat., Quid violentius aure tyranni?]
What is more cruel than a tyrant's ear?
[Lat., Quid violentius aure tyranni?]
Man, wretched man, whene'er he stoops to sin,
Feels, with the act, a strong remorse within.
Man, wretched man, whene'er he stoops to sin,
Feels, with the act, a strong remorse within.
Let me moderate our sorrows. The grief of a man should not
exceed proper bounds, but be in proportion read more
Let me moderate our sorrows. The grief of a man should not
exceed proper bounds, but be in proportion to the blow he has
received.
[Lat., Ponamus nimios gemitus: flagrantior aequo
Non debet dolor esse viri, nec vulnere major.]
Fond man! though all the heroes of your line
Bedeck your halls, and round your galleries shine
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Fond man! though all the heroes of your line
Bedeck your halls, and round your galleries shine
In proud display; yet take this truth from me--
Virtue alone is true nobility!
To eat at another's table is your ambition's height.
[Lat., Bona summa putes, aliena vivere quadra.]
To eat at another's table is your ambition's height.
[Lat., Bona summa putes, aliena vivere quadra.]
