Of virtues with which very few are blest? A NEGLECTED FIELD. Sat. i. 3. 36. Namque Neglectis urenda filix innascitur agris. Shall for its fire its thorns and thistles yield. WE MISREPRESENT THE VIRTUES OF OUR FRIENDS. Hæc res et jungit, junctos et servat amicos. Thus shall we gain new friends and keep the old. And joy th' untainted vessel to begrime. ALL LOADED WITH FAULTS. Sat. i. 3. 67. Quam temere in nosmet legem sancimus iniquam! Alas! what laws of how severe a strain, FORGIVE OUR DEBTORS AS WE WISH OUR DEBTS TO BE FORGIVEN. Sat. i. 3. 74. Æquum est, Peccatis veniam poscentem reddere rursus. It is only right that he who asks forgiveness for his offences, should be prepared to grant it to others. SOCIAL GOOD. Sat. i. 3. 91. Sensus moresque repugnant, Atque ipsa utilitas, justi prope mater et æqui. Sense, custom, social good, from whence arise THE POETASTER. Sat. i. 4. 12. Piger scribendi ferre laborem ; Scribendi recte: nam, ut multum, nil moror. He prattled rhymes; but lazy and unfit THE WIT SPARES NOT HIS FRIEND. Fænum habet in cornu; longe fuge: dummodo risum "Yonder he drives-avoid that furious beast; At whose expense, nor his best friend he spares; The cruel paper with invectives stain, The slaves, who carry water through the street, THE POET. Sat. i. 4. 40. Neque, si quis scribat, uti nos, Sermoni propiora, putes hunc esse poetam. Is there a man, whom real genius fires, THE POET. Sat. i. 4. 62. Invenias etiam disjecti membra poetæ. The scatter'd poet's limbs it shows. THE SLANDERER. Absentem qui rodit amicum; Qui non defendit, alio culpante; solutos He, who malignant tears an absent friend, FOOLISH JESTING. Sat. i. 4. 91. Ego, si risi, quod ineptus Pastillos Rufillus olet, Gorgonius hircum, But if in idle raillery I said, Rufillus with perfumes distracts my head, THE ESSENCE OF MALIGNITY. Hic nigræ succus loliginis, hæc est Such rancour this, of such a poisonous vein, WOES OF ANOTHER. Sat. i. 4. 126. Avidos vicinum funus ut ægros Exanimat, mortisque metu sibi parcere cogit; Absterrent vitiis. A neighbour's funeral, with dire affright, With wholesome terrors on the youthful breast. ENOUGH, AND MORE THAN ENOUGH. Ohe ! Jam satis est. "Enough, you scoundrel." THE GENTLEMAN. Sat. i. 5. 32. Ad unguem Factus homo, Antoni, non ut magis alter, amicus. THE PERFECT MAN. Sat. i. 5. 41. Quales neque candidiores Terra tulit, neque quis me sit devinctior alter. A PLEASANT FRIEND. Sat. i. 5. 44. Nil ego contulerim jucundo sanus amico. TELL THAT TO THE MARINES. Credat Judæus Apella. The sons of circumcision may receive THE FOLLY OF THE MOB. Sat. i. 6. 14. · Notante Judice, quo nosti, populo; qui stultus honores H Sæpe dat indignis, et famæ servit ineptus; The people, who, you know, bestow the prize FAME. Sat. i. 6. 23. Sed fulgente trahit constrictos Gloria curru Chain'd to her beamy car, Fame drags along ALL MUST LABOUR. Sat. i. 9. 60. Nil sine magno Vita labore dedit mortalibus. There's nothing gotten in this life APOLLO SAVED ME. Sat. i. 9. 78. Sic me servavit Apollo. And thus, amidst the noise and rabble, POWER OF RIDICULE. Sat. i. 10. 14. Ridiculum acri Fortius et melius magnas plerumque secat res. BLOCKHEADS. Sat. i. 10. 20. O seri studiorum! quine putetis |