Let me posses what I now have, or even less, so that I may enjoy my remaining days, if Heaven grant any to remain.
When you introduce a moral lesson, let it be brief.
Who knows whether the gods will add tomorrow to the present hour?
That I make poetry and give pleasure - if I give pleasure - are because of you.
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.
You traverse the world in search of happiness which is within the reach of every man. A contented mind confers it on all.