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You are sad in the midst of every blessing. Take care that Fortune does not observe–or she will call you ungrateful.

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I 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.
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Boredom Face Love Missing Myself Togetherness
If fame comes after death, I’m in no hurry for it.
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Death Fame Hurry Myself
That which prevents disagreeable flies from feeding on your repast, was once the proud tail of a splendid bird.
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Agreement Food Movie Prevent Proud
See, how the liver is swollen larger than a fat goose! In amazement you will exclaim: Where could this possibly grow?
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Amazing Animal Food Growth Possible Yourself
This I ask, is it not madness to kill thyself in order to escape death?
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Death Escape Kill Madness Order
I believe that man to be wretched whom none can please.
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Believe Man Myself Please
There is nothing more contemptible than a bald man who pretends to have hair.
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Hairs Man Myself Pretend
There is no living with thee, nor without thee.
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God Live Religious
My poems are naughty, but my life is pure.
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Life Naughty Poem Purity
If I remember right, Aelia, you had four teeth; a cough displaced two, another two more. You can now cough without anxiety all the day long. A third cough can find nothing to do in your mouth.
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Anxiety Mouth Remember Right Yourself
When your crowd of attendants so loudly applaud you, Pomponius, it is not you, but your banquet, that is eloquent.
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Attendant Crowd Elegant Loud Praise Yourself
While an ant was wandering under the shade of the tree of Phaeton, a drop of amber enveloped the tiny insect; thus she, who in life was disregarded, became precious by death.
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Ant Death Life Precious Shade Value
Such are thou and I: but what I am thou canst not be; what thou art any one of the multitude may be.
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Art Myself Yourself
You puff the poets of other days, The living you deplore. Spare me the accolade: your praise Is not worth dying for.
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Death Live Poet Praise Worth
Be satisfied, and pleased with what thou art, Act cheerfully and well thou allotted part; Enjoy the present hour, be thankful for the past, And neither fear, nor wish, the approaches of the last.
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Cheer Enjoyment Fear Past Satisfaction Thankful
Whoever is not too wise is wise.
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One Liner Wisdom

You are sad in the midst of every blessing. Take care that Fortune does not observe–or she will call you ungrateful.

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You are sad in the midst of every blessing. Take care that Fortune does not observe–or she will call you ungrateful.

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