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People hiss at me, but I applaud myself in my own house, and at the same time contemplate the money in my chest.

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It is the false shame of fools to try to conceal wounds that have not healed.
HORACE

Exercise Health Try
Not gods, nor men, nor even booksellers have put up with poets’ being second-rate.
HORACE

Men Poetry Rate
It is your concern when your neighbor’s wall is on fire.
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Fire Neighbor Wall
What impropriety or limit can there be in our grief for a man so beloved?.
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Grief Limit Men
Punishment follows close on crime.
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Crime Follow Punishment
In neglected fields the fern grows, which must be cleared out by fire.
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Fern Field Fire Out
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.
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Essence Soul Yesterday
A man perfect to the finger tips.
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Finger Men Perfect
Flames too soon acquire strength if disregarded.
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Acquire Flames Strength
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.)
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Men Time Year
Where there are many beauties in a poem I shall not cavil at a few faults proceeding either from negligence or from the imperfection of our nature.
HORACE

Fault Imperfection Poetry
People hiss at me, but I applaud myself in my own house, and at the same time contemplate the money in my chest.
HORACE

Country House People
Aiming at brevity, I become obscure.
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Aim Brevity Obscure
Joys do not fall to the rich alone; nor has he lived ill of whose birth and death no one took note.
HORACE

Birth Fall Joy Note
A good scare is worth more than good advice.
HORACE

Advice Funny Simple Life
Do not try to find out – we’re forbidden to know – what end the gods have in store for me, or for you.
HORACE

Destiny End Try

People hiss at me, but I applaud myself in my own house, and at the same time contemplate the money in my chest.

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