Ovid (Publius Ovidius Naso)

Let the poor man mind his tongue.

Let the poor man mind his tongue.

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.

Neither shall the wave, which has passed on, ever be recalled;
nor can the hour, which has once fled read more

Neither shall the wave, which has passed on, ever be recalled;
nor can the hour, which has once fled by, return again.

He who has lived obscurely and quietly has lived well.
[Lat., Bene qui latuit, bene vixit.]

He who has lived obscurely and quietly has lived well.
[Lat., Bene qui latuit, bene vixit.]

The punishment can be remitted; the crime is everlasting.
[Lat., Poena potest demi, culpa perennis erit.]

The punishment can be remitted; the crime is everlasting.
[Lat., Poena potest demi, culpa perennis erit.]