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The wolf dreads the pitfall, the hawk suspects the snare, and the kite the covered hook.

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A good resolve will make any port.
HORACE

Adversity Port Resolve
There is no such thing as perfect happiness.
HORACE

Perfect Perfect Happiness
Seize the day, put no trust in the morrow!
HORACE

Day Morrow Seize Trust
Superfluous words simply spill out when the mind is already full.
HORACE

Mind Spill Superfluous
Having no business of his own to attend to, he busies himself with the affairs of others.
HORACE

Affair Business Other People
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
Let him who has once perceived how much that, which has been discarded, excels that which he has longed for, return at once, and seek again that which he despised.
HORACE

Discarde Perceive Return
Anger is brief madness
HORACE

Anger Brief Madness
Punishment follows close on crime.
HORACE

Crime Follow Punishment
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
Who’s started has half finished.
HORACE

Finish Half Start
What impropriety or limit can there be in our grief for a man so beloved?.
HORACE

Grief Limit Men
Fate with impartial hand turns out the doom of high and low; her capacious urn is constantly shaking the names of all mankind.
HORACE

Fate Hand Name
And I endeavour to subdue circumstances to myself, and not myself to circumstances. [Lat., Et mihi res, non me rebus, subjungere conor.]
HORACE

Circumstances Endeavor Myself
Scribblers are a self-conceited and self-worshipping race.
HORACE

Conceited Race Self
I would not exchange my life of ease and quiet for the riches of Arabia.
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Country Ease People Rich

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