Often a purple patch or two is tacked on to a serious work of high promise, to give an effect of colour.

Faults are committed within the walls of Troy and also without. [There is fault on both sides.]

You have played enough; you have eaten and drunk enough. Now it is time for you to depart.

Alas! the fleeting years, how they roll on!

It is not enough that poetry is agreeable, it should also be interesting.

Pleasure bought with pain does harm.

I court not the votes of the fickle mob.