A hairy body, and arms stiff with bristles, give promise of a manly soul.
Dat veniam corvis, vexat censura columbas. - Censure acquits the raven, but pursues the dove.
Beasts of like kind will spare those of kindred spots.
But with what incessant and grievous ills is old age surrounded!
By his own verdict no guilty man was ever acquitted.
Like warmed-up cabbage served at each repast, The repetition kills the wretch at last.