You complain, friend Swift, of the length of my epigrams, but you yourself write nothing. Yours are shorter.
MARTIALYou complain, friend Swift, of the length of my epigrams, but you yourself write nothing. Yours are shorter.
MARTIALEvery bird that upwards swings Bears the Cross upon its wings.
MARTIALWork divided is in that manner shortened.
MARTIALThere is nothing more revolting than an old busybody.
MARTIALVirtue extends our days: he lives two lives who relives his past with pleasure.
MARTIALGifts are like fish-hooks; for who is not aware that the greedy char is deceived by the fly which he swallows?
MARTIALTo the ashes of the dead glory comes too late.
MARTIALA vagrant is everywhere at home.
MARTIALI would not miss your face, your neck, your hands, your limbs, your bosom and certain other of your charms. Indeed, not to become boring by naming them all, I could do without you, Chloe, altogether.
MARTIALService cannot be expected from a friend in service; let him be a freeman who wishes to be my master.
MARTIALWish to be what you are, and wish for no other position.
MARTIALHe who weighs his burdens, can bear them.
MARTIALI do not hate the man, but his vices.
MARTIALSome good, some so-so, and lots plain bad: that’s how a book of poems is made, my Friend.
MARTIALYou ask what a nice girl will do? She won’t give an inch, but she won’t say no.
MARTIALIf you want him to mourn, you had best leave him nothing.
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