The gods alone know, what kind of wife a man will have.
The abuse of cabmen in a block.
No other protection is wanting, provided you are under the guidance of prudence.
Like warmed-up cabbage served at each repast, The repetition kills the wretch at last.
Today there's more fellowship among snakes than among mankind. Wild beasts spare those with similar markings.
For women's tears are but the sweat of eyes.