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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.
HORACE

Country House People
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
I would not exchange my life of ease and quiet for the riches of Arabia.
HORACE

Country Ease People Rich
What prevents a man’s speaking good sense with a smile on his face?
HORACE

Face Good Men Sense
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
By the favour of the heavens
HORACE

Favour Heaven Religious
Who’s started has half finished.
HORACE

Finish Half Start
Never without a shilling in my purse.
HORACE

Emotion People Purse Shilling
Force without judgement falls on its own weight.
HORACE

Fall Peace War
Often turn the stile [correct with care], if you expect to write anything worthy of being read twice. [Lat., Saepe stilum vertas, iterum quae digna legi sint Scripturus.]
HORACE

Authorship Care Write
Not gods, nor men, nor even booksellers have put up with poets’ being second-rate.
HORACE

Men Poetry Rate
Superfluous words simply spill out when the mind is already full.
HORACE

Mind Spill Superfluous
The years as they pass plunder us of one thing after another.
HORACE

Plunder Time Year
What it is forbidden to be put right becomes lighter by acceptance.
HORACE

Acceptance Forbidden Lighter
One cannot know everything.
HORACE

Everything Know Knowledge
The good hate sin because they love virtue. [Lat., Oderunt peccare boni virtutis amore.]
HORACE

Hate Sin Virtue

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