Maxioms by Virgil Or Vergil (publius Virgilius Maro Vergil)
A mind conscious of its own rectitude.
[Lat., Mens sibi conscia recti.]
A mind conscious of its own rectitude.
[Lat., Mens sibi conscia recti.]
E'en in mid-harvest, while the jocund swain
Pluck'd from the brittle stalk the golden grain,
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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.
Accursed thirst for gold! what dost thou not compel mortals to
do?
[Lat., Quid non mortalia pectora cogis,
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Accursed thirst for gold! what dost thou not compel mortals to
do?
[Lat., Quid non mortalia pectora cogis,
Auri sacra fames?]
Happy the man who has been able to learn the causes of things.
[Lat., Felix qui potuit rerum cognoscere read more
Happy the man who has been able to learn the causes of things.
[Lat., Felix qui potuit rerum cognoscere causas.]
Whatever may be the issue we shall share one common danger, one
safety.
[Lat., Quo res cunque cadant, read more
Whatever may be the issue we shall share one common danger, one
safety.
[Lat., Quo res cunque cadant, unum et commune periculum,
Una salus ambobus erit.]