Let your poem be kept nine years.
Though your threshing floor grind a hundred thousand bushels of corn, not for that reason will your stomach hold more than mine.
What do sad complaints avail if the offense is not cut down by punishment.
Seize the day, put no trust in the morrow!
The more a man denies himself, the more shall he obtain from God.
When you introduce a moral lesson, let it be brief.