Q. Horatii Flacci Carminum liber i. (-iv.) ed. by T.E. Page

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Strana 71 - Abhorred Styx, the flood of deadly hate; Sad Acheron, of sorrow, black and deep ; Cocytus, named of lamentation loud Heard on the rueful stream ; fierce Phlegethon, Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage.
Strana 33 - Truly the light is sweet, and a pleasant thing it is for the eyes to behold the sun: 8 But if a man live many years, and rejoice in them all; yet let him remember the days of darkness; for they shall be many.
Strana 26 - Hast thou given the horse strength? Hast thou clothed his neck with thunder? Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? The glory of his nostrils is terrible. He paweth in the valley and rejoiceth in his strength: He goeth on to meet the armed men. He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted; Neither turneth he back from the sword.
Strana 3 - MOTUM ex Metello consule civicum bellique causas et vitia et modos ludumque Fortunae gravisque principum amicitias et arma nondum expiatis uncta cruoribus, periculosae plenum opus aleae, tractas et incedis per ignes suppositos cineri doloso.
Strana 57 - Live while you live, the Epicure would say, And seize the pleasures of the present day. Live while you live, the sacred Preacher cries, And give to God each moment as it flies.
Strana 11 - RECTIUS vives, Licini, neque altum Semper urgendo neque, dum procellas Cautus horrescis, nimium premendo Litus iniquum.
Strana 19 - NON ebur neque aureum Mea renidet in domo lacunar, Non trabes' Hymettiae Premunt columnas ultima recisas Africa...
Strana 7 - Sit meae sedes utinam senectae, Sit modus lasso maris et viarum Militiaeque ! Unde si Parcae prohibent iniquae, Dulce pellitis ovibus Galaesi Flumen et regnata petam Laconi Rura Phalantho.
Strana 75 - And when neither sun nor stars in many days appeared, and no small tempest lay on us, all hope that we should be saved was then taken away.
Strana 17 - Cur me querelis exanimas tuis? nee dis amicum est nee mihi te prius obire, Maecenas, mearum grande decus columenque rerum. a! te meae si partem animae rapit maturior vis, quid moror altera, nee carus aeque nee superstes integer?

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