Maxioms by Virgil
Do not trust the horse, Trojans! Whatever it is, I fear the Greeks, even though they bring gifts. - Aeneid, read more
Do not trust the horse, Trojans! Whatever it is, I fear the Greeks, even though they bring gifts. - Aeneid, The.
Do not trust the horse, Trojans! Whatever it is, I fear the Greeks, even though they bring gifts.
Do not trust the horse, Trojans! Whatever it is, I fear the Greeks, even though they bring gifts.
Trust not too much to appearances.
Trust not too much to appearances.
Rumor, than which no evil flies more swiftly. She flourishes as she flies, gains strength by mere motion. Small at read more
Rumor, than which no evil flies more swiftly. She flourishes as she flies, gains strength by mere motion. Small at first and in fear, she soon rises to heaven, Walks upon land and hides her head in the clouds.
Oh you who are born of the blood of the gods, Trojan son of Anchises, easy is the descent to read more
Oh you who are born of the blood of the gods, Trojan son of Anchises, easy is the descent to Hell; the door of dark Dis stands open day and night. But to retrace your steps and come out to the air above, that is work, that is labor! - Aeneid, The.
