Be this our wall of brass, to be conscious of having done no evil, and to grow pale at no accusation.
HoraceNot to hope for things to last forever, is what the year teaches and even the hour which snatches a nice day away.
HoraceBe this our wall of brass, to be conscious of having done no evil, and to grow pale at no accusation.
HoraceNot to hope for things to last forever, is what the year teaches and even the hour which snatches a nice day away.
Horace