The mountains will be in labour; an absurd mouse will be born.
-- Horace (65-8 BC)
-- Ars Poetica, 139
-- Horace (65-8 BC)
-- Ars Poetica, 139
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-- Horace (65-8 BC)
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Ars Poetica,... - If you wish me to weep, you yourself must feel grief.
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(When I labor to be brief,
I become obscure.) Horace, from Ars... - Multa ferunt anni venientes commoda secum, Multa recedentes adimiunt.
(The years, as they come, bring many agreeable things... - In adversity remember to keep an even mind.
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Horace (8... - We are all driven into the same fold.
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Horace (8... - SMILEY
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) Mickey... - A mountain was in labour, sending forth dreadful groans,
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--
Horace (65-8 B.C...
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