Pry not into the affairs of others, and keep secret that which has been entrusted to you, though sorely tempted by wine and passion.
Glory drags all men along, low as well as high, bound captive at the wheels of her glittering car.
The muse does not allow the praise-de-serving here to die: she enthrones him in the heavens.
He paints a dolphin in the woods, a boar in the waves.
The gods have given you wealth and the means of enjoying it.
In the midst of hopes and cares, of apprehensions and of disquietude, regard every day that dawns upon you as if it was to be your last; then super-added hours, to the enjoyment of which you had not looked forward, will prove an acceptable boon.