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The wild boar is often held by a small dog. [Lat., A cane non magno saepe tenetur aper.]

The wild boar is often held by a small dog. [Lat., A cane non magno saepe tenetur aper.]

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Dog, Power, Small Dogs

Fair peace becomes men; ferocious anger belongs to beasts. [Lat., Candida pax homines, trux decet ira feras.]

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Peace, Men, Ira

The mind is sicker than the sick body; in contemplation of its sufferings it becomes hopeless. [Lat., Corpore sed mens est aegro magis aegra; malique In circumspectu stat sine fine sui.]

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Sick, Mind, Suffering

Heavens! what thick darkness pervades the minds of men. [Lat., Pro superi! quantum mortalia pectora caecae, Noctis habent.]

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Men, Heaven, Darkness

The mind alone can not be exiled. [Lat., Mens sola loco non exulat.]

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Mind, Can Not

If thou wishest to put an end to love, attend to business (love yields to employment); then thou wilt be safe. [Lat., Qui finem quaeris amoris, (Cedit amor rebus) res age; tutus eris.]

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Love, Yield, Age

Very slight violence will break that which has once been cracked.

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Violence, Break, Cracked

What is it that love does to a woman? Without she only sleeps with it alone, she lives.

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Sleep, Doe

What is harder than stone? What more soft than water? Nevertheless hard though the rock be, it is hollowed by the wave.

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Rocks, Water, Stones

I would that you were either less beautiful, or less corrupt. Such perfect beauty does not suit such imperfect morals. [Lat., Aut formosa fores minus, aut minus improba vellem. Non facit ad mores tam bona forma malos.]

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Beauty, Beautiful, Perfect

A pleasing countenance is no light advantage.

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Light, Advantage, Countenance

Safety lies in the middle course. [Lat., Medio tutissimus ibis.]

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Lying, Safety, Moderation

Take this at least, this last advice, my son: Keep a stiff rein, and move but gently on: The coursers of themselves will run too fast, Your art must be to moderate their haste.

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Running, Art, Moving
Ovid (1998). “Metamorphoses”, p.41, Wordsworth Editions

And I will capture your minds with sweet novelty. [Lat., Dulcique animos novitate tenebo.]

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Sweet, Mind, Novelty

The glow of inspiration warms us; this holy rapture springs from the seeds of the Divine mind sown in man.

Ovid
Spring, Inspiration, Men

Quarrels are the dowry which married folk bring one another.

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Marriage, Society, Dowry
Ovid (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Ovid (Illustrated)”, p.316, Delphi Classics

All-devouring time, envious age, Nought can escape you, and by slow degrees, Worn by your teeth, all things will lingering die.

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Time, Age, Degrees

Alluring pleasure is said to have softened the savage dispositions (of early mankind). [Lat., Blanda truces animos fertur mollisse voluptas.]

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Savages, Pleasure, Said

Tis you, alone, can save, or give my doom.

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Giving, Doom
Ovid (1872). “Ovid: The Metamorphoses. Book I-IX”, p.287

We beg one hour of death, that neither she With widow's tears may live to bury me, Nor weeping I, with wither'd arms, may bear My breathless Baucis to the sepulchre.

Ovid
Death, Tears, Widows
Ovid (1836). “Ovid”, p.259

Man's last day must ever be awaited and none to be counted happy until his death, until his last funeral rites are paid.

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Death, Men, Funeral

Sleep, rest of nature, O sleep, most gentle of the divinities, peace of the soul, thou at whose presence care disappears, who soothest hearts wearied with daily employments, and makest them strong again for labour!

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Peace, Strong, Heart

The swallow is not ensnared by men because of its gentle nature. [Lat., At caret insidiis hominum, quia mitis, hirundo.]

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Men, Gentle, Gentleness

There will grow from straws a mighty heap.

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Accumulation, Grows, Straws

There is no such thing as pure, unalloyed pleasure; some bitter ever mingles with the sweet.

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Sweet, Bitter, Pleasure

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