Juvenal (Decimus Junius Juvenal) ( 10 of 47 )
Bid the hungry Greek go to heaven, he will go.
[Lat., Graeculus esuriens in coelum, jusseris, ibit.]
Bid the hungry Greek go to heaven, he will go.
[Lat., Graeculus esuriens in coelum, jusseris, ibit.]
What is there that you enter upon so favorably as not to repent
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What is there that you enter upon so favorably as not to repent
of the undertaking and the accomplishment of your wish?
[Lat., Quid tam dextro pede concipis ut te conatus non poeniteat
votique peracti?]
And there's a lust in man no charm can tame
Of loudly publishing our neighbour's shame;
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And there's a lust in man no charm can tame
Of loudly publishing our neighbour's shame;
On eagles' wings immortal scandals fly,
While virtuous actions are but borne to die.
In their palate alone is their reason of existence.
[Lat., In solo vivendi causa palata est.]
In their palate alone is their reason of existence.
[Lat., In solo vivendi causa palata est.]
A sound mind in a sound body is a thing to be prayed for.
[Lat., Orandum est, ut sit read more
A sound mind in a sound body is a thing to be prayed for.
[Lat., Orandum est, ut sit mens sana in corpore sano.]
Who'd bear to hear the Gracchi chide sedition? (Listen to those
who denounce what they do themselves.)
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Who'd bear to hear the Gracchi chide sedition? (Listen to those
who denounce what they do themselves.)
[Lat., Quis tulerit Gracchos de seditone querentes?]
Let me moderate our sorrows. The grief of a man should not
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Let me moderate our sorrows. The grief of a man should not
exceed proper bounds, but be in proportion to the blow he has
received.
[Lat., Ponamus nimios gemitus: flagrantior aequo
Non debet dolor esse viri, nec vulnere major.]
The tongue is the vile slave's vilest part.
[Lat., Lingua mali pars pessima servi.]
The tongue is the vile slave's vilest part.
[Lat., Lingua mali pars pessima servi.]
For He, who gave this vast machine to roll,
Breathed Life in then, in us a Reasoning Soul;
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For He, who gave this vast machine to roll,
Breathed Life in then, in us a Reasoning Soul;
That kindred feelings might our state improve,
And mutual wants conduct to mutual love.
What is more cruel than a tyrant's ear?
[Lat., Quid violentius aure tyranni?]
What is more cruel than a tyrant's ear?
[Lat., Quid violentius aure tyranni?]
