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I praise her (Fortune) while she lasts; if she shakes her quick wings, I resign what she has given, and take refuge in my own virtue, and seek honest undowered Poverty.

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Remember to be calm in adversity.
HORACE

Adversity Calm Remember
The arrow will not always find the mark intended.
HORACE

Arrows Intent Mark People
Force without judgement falls on its own weight.
HORACE

Fall Peace War
Aiming at brevity, I become obscure.
HORACE

Aim Brevity Obscure
Scribblers are a self-conceited and self-worshipping race.
HORACE

Conceited Race Self
The wolf dreads the pitfall, the hawk suspects the snare, and the kite the covered hook.
HORACE

Cover Lake Rivers Sea
Wherever the storm carries me, I go a willing guest.
HORACE

Guest Storm Willing
It is but a poor establishment where there are not many superfluous things which the owner knows not of, and which go to the thieves.
HORACE

Owner Poor Thief
By the favour of the heavens
HORACE

Favour Heaven Religious
Seest thou how pale the sated guest rises from supper, where the appetite is puzzled with varieties? The body, too, burdened with I yesterday’s excess, weighs down the soul, and fixes to the earth this particle of the divine essence.
HORACE

Essence Soul Yesterday
Multa ferunt anni venientes commoda secum, Multa recedentes adimiunt. (The years, as they come, bring many agreeable things with them; as they go, they take many away.)
HORACE

Men Time Year
Nor let a god come in, unless the difficulty be worthy of such an intervention. [Lat., Nec deus intersit nisi dignus vindice nodus.]
HORACE

Difficulty Intervention Worthy
In a moment comes either death or joyful victory. [Lat., Horae Momento cita mors venit aut victoria laeta.]
HORACE

Joyful Moment Victory
Who’s started has half finished.
HORACE

Finish Half Start
Superfluous words simply spill out when the mind is already full.
HORACE

Mind Spill Superfluous
A good resolve will make any port.
HORACE

Adversity Port Resolve

I praise her (Fortune) while she lasts; if she shakes her quick wings, I resign what she has given, and take refuge in my own virtue, and seek honest undowered Poverty.

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I praise her (Fortune) while she lasts; if she shakes her quick wings, I resign what she has given, and take refuge in my own virtue, and seek honest undowered Poverty.

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