Neither head, nor feet. [Referring to anything very intricate.]

Neither head, nor feet. [Referring to anything very intricate.]

Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaketh.

Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaketh.

Now o'er his tomb and happy ashes will not violets spring?

Now o'er his tomb and happy ashes will not violets spring?

No greater grief than to remember days
Of joy when misery is at hand.

No greater grief than to remember days
Of joy when misery is at hand.

Is there a man whose judgment clear
Can others teach the course to steer,
Yet runs himself read more

Is there a man whose judgment clear
Can others teach the course to steer,
Yet runs himself life's mad career,
Wild as the wave?

The secret wound still lives within the breast.
[Lat., Tacitum vivit sub pectore vulnus.]

The secret wound still lives within the breast.
[Lat., Tacitum vivit sub pectore vulnus.]

Even the good Homer is sometimes caught napping.

Even the good Homer is sometimes caught napping.

We take no note of time
But from its loss.

We take no note of time
But from its loss.

That eagle's fate and mine are one,
Which, on the shaft that made him die,
Espied a read more

That eagle's fate and mine are one,
Which, on the shaft that made him die,
Espied a feather of his own,
Wherewith he wont to soar so high.