Maxioms by Virgil Or Vergil (publius Virgilius Maro Vergil)
Priding himself in the pursuits of an inglorious ease.
[Lat., Studiis florentem ignobilis oti.]
Priding himself in the pursuits of an inglorious ease.
[Lat., Studiis florentem ignobilis oti.]
What region of the earth is not full of our calamities?
[Lat., Quae regio in terris nostri non plena read more
What region of the earth is not full of our calamities?
[Lat., Quae regio in terris nostri non plena laboris.]
I fear the Greeks, even when they bring gifts.
[Lat., Timeo Danaos et dona ferentes.]
I fear the Greeks, even when they bring gifts.
[Lat., Timeo Danaos et dona ferentes.]
E'en in mid-harvest, while the jocund swain
Pluck'd from the brittle stalk the golden grain,
Oft have read more
E'en in mid-harvest, while the jocund swain
Pluck'd from the brittle stalk the golden grain,
Oft have I seen the war of winds contend,
And prone on earth th' infuriate storm descend,
Waste far and wide, and by the roots uptorn,
The heavy harvest sweep through ether borne,
As light straw and rapid stubble fly
In dark'ning whirlwinds round the wintry sky.
And the hood of the horses shakes the crumbling field as they
run.
[Lat., Quadrupedumque putrem cursu quatit read more
And the hood of the horses shakes the crumbling field as they
run.
[Lat., Quadrupedumque putrem cursu quatit ungula campum.]