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O mihi tum longae maneat pars ultima vitae, Spiritus et quantum sat erit tua dicere facta.
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Is demum uir erit, cuius animum neque prosperae <res> flatu suo efferent nec aduersae infringent.
livy— Translation: He is truly a man who will not permit himself to be unduly elated when fortune’s breeze is favorable, or cast down when it is adverse.
— Book XLV, sec. 8
Nomenque erit indelebile nostrum
ovid— My name shall never be forgotten
— XV, 876.
Cum lux altera venit,iam cras hesternum consumpsimus; ecce aliud crasegerit hos annos et semper paulum erit ultra.
persius— But when to-morrow comes, yesterday's morrow will have been already spent: and lo! a fresh morrow will be for ever making away with our years, each just beyond our grasp.
— Satire V, line 67.
Quod si deficiant vires, audacia certeLaus erit: in magnis et voluisse sat est.
sextus propertius— Translation: What though strength fails? Boldness is certain to win praise. In mighty enterprises, it is enough to have had the determination.
— Variant translation: Even if strength fail, boldness at least will deserve praise: in great endeavors even to have had the will is enough.
— II, x, 5
O mihi tum longae maneat pars ultima vitae, Spiritus et quantum sat erit tua dicere facta.
virgil— To sing thy praise, would heaven my breath prolong,
Infusing spirits worthy such a song.Book IV, lines 53–54 (translated by John Dryden).
Nate dea, quo fata trahunt retrahuntque, sequamur; Quidquid erit, superanda omnis fortuna ferendo est.
virgil— My chief, let Fate cry on or back,
'Tis ours to follow, nothing slack:
Whate'er betide, he only cures
The stroke of Fortune who endures.Lines 709–710 (translated by John Conington).Cf. Dryden's translation:
O goddess-born, resign'd in ev'ry state,
With patience bear, with prudence push your fate.
By suff'ring well, our Fortune we subdue;
Fly when she frowns, and, when she calls, pursue.
Casus ubique valet: semper tibi pendeat hamus, Quo minime credas gurgite, piscis erit.
ovid— Luck affects everything; let your hook always be cast; in the stream where you least expect it, there will be a fish.
— Ovid, Ars Amatoria, III. 425.
me nemo ministro fur erit, atque ideo nulli comes exeo
juvenal— No one shall be a thief by my co-operation (or)No man will get my help in robbery, and therefore no governor will take me on his staffIII, line 46.
Quo res cunque cadant, unum et commune periculum, Una salus ambobus erit.
virgil— Whatever may be the issue we shall share one common danger, one safety.
— Virgil, Æneid (29-19 BC), II. 709.
Si finis bonus est, totum bonum erit.
— If the end be well, all will be well.
— Gestæ Romanorum, Tale LXVII.
Cui non conveniet sua res, ut calceus olim, Si pede major erit subvertet; si minor, uret.
— If a man's fortune does not fit him, it is like the shoe in the story; if too large it trips him up, if too small it pinches him.
— Horace, Epistles, I. 10. 42.
De multis grandis acervus erit.
— Out of many things a great heap will be formed.
— Ovid, Remedia Amoris, 424.
Lumine Acon dextre, capta est Leonilla sinistre, Et potis est forma vincere uterque dees: Blande puer, lumen quod habes concede sorori, Sic tu cæcus Amor, sic erit illa Venus.
— Acon his right, Leonilla her left eye
Doth want; yet each in form, the gods out-vie.
Sweet boy, with thine, thy sister's sight improved:
So shall she Venus be, thou God of Love.
— Epigram said to be the "most celebrated of modern epigrams," by Warton, in his Essay on Pope. I, p. 299. (Ed. 1772). Translation as given in a Collection of Epigrams, Volume I. No. 223.
Ultima talis erit quæ mea prima fides.
sextus propertius— My last confidence will be like my first.
— Sextus Propertius, Elegiæ, II, 20, 34.
me nemo ministro fur erit, atque ideo nulli comes exeo
— No one shall be a thief by my co-operation (or)
— No man will get my help in robbery, and therefore no governor will take me on his staff
— III, line 46.
Nomenque erit indelebile nostrum
— My name shall never be forgotten
— XV, 876.
Cum lux altera venit, iam cras hesternum consumpsimus; ecce aliud cras egerit hos annos et semper paulum erit ultra.
— But when to-morrow comes, yesterday's morrow will have been already spent: and lo! a fresh morrow will be for ever making away with our years, each just beyond our grasp.
— Satire V, line 67.
Quod si deficiant vires, audacia certe Laus erit: in magnis et voluisse sat est.
— What though strength fails? Boldness is certain to win praise. In mighty enterprises, it is enough to have had the determination.
— Variant translation: Even if strength fail, boldness at least will deserve praise: in great endeavors even to have had the will is enough.
— II, x, 5
Verum ubi correptum manibus vinclisque tenebis, tum variae eludent species atque ora ferarum Fiet enim subito sus horridus atraque tigris squamosusque draco et fulva cervice leaena, aut acrem flammae sonitum dabit atque ita vinclis excidet, aut in aquas tenues dilapsus abibit. Sed quanto ille magis formas se vertet in omnes, tanto, nate, magis contende tenacia vincla, donec talis erit mutato corpore, qualem videris, incepto tegeret cum lumina somno.
— Thus surely bound, yet be not over bold,
The slippery god will try to loose his hold:
And various forms assume to cheat thy sight;
And with vain images of beasts affright;
With foamy tusks, he seems a bristly boar,
Or imitates the lion's angry roar;
Breaks out in crackling flames to shun thy snares,
Hisses a dragon, or a tiger stares;
Or with a wile thy caution to betray,
In fleeting streams attempts to slide away.
But thou, the more he varies forms, beware
To strain his fetters with a stricter care.
Till, tiring all his arts, he turns again
To his true shape, in which he first was seen.
— Book IV, lines 405–414 (translated by John Dryden); of Proteus.
Nate dea, quo fata trahunt retrahuntque, sequamur; Quidquid erit, superanda omnis fortuna ferendo est.
— Cf. Dryden's translation:
O goddess-born, resign'd in ev'ry state,
With patience bear, with prudence push your fate.
By suff'ring well, our Fortune we subdue;
Fly when she frowns, and, when she calls, pursue.
Is demum uir erit, cuius animum neque prosperae <res> flatu suo efferent nec aduersae infringent.
— Translation: He is truly a man who will not permit himself to be unduly elated when fortune’s breeze is favorable, or cast down when it is adverse.
— Book XLV, sec. 8
Brute sub occasu solis trans Gallica regna Insula in occeano est habitata gigantibus olim. Nunc deserta quidem gentibus apta tuis. Illa tibi fietque tuis locus aptus in aevum; Hec erit et natis altera Troia tuis, Hic de prole tua reges nascentur et ipsis Totius terrae subditus orbis erit.
— Brutus! there lies beyond the Gallic bounds
An island which the western sea surrounds,
By giants once possessed; now few remain
To bar thy entrance, or obstruct thy reign.
To reach that happy shore thy sails employ;
There fate decrees to raise a second Troy,
And found an empire in thy royal line,
Which time shall ne'er destroy, nor bounds confine.
— Bk. 1, ch. 11; p. 101.
Verum ubi correptum manibus vinclisque tenebis, tum variae eludent species atque ora ferarum Fiet enim subito sus horridus atraque tigris squamosusque draco et fulva cervice leaena, aut acrem flammae sonitum dabit atque ita vinclis excidet, aut in aquas tenues dilapsus abibit. Sed quanto ille magis formas se vertet in omnes, tanto, nate, magis contende tenacia vincla, donec talis erit mutato corpore, qualem videris, incepto tegeret cum lumina somno.
virgil— Thus surely bound, yet be not over bold,
The slippery god will try to loose his hold:
And various forms assume to cheat thy sight;
And with vain images of beasts affright;
With foamy tusks, he seems a bristly boar,
Or imitates the lion's angry roar;
Breaks out in crackling flames to shun thy snares,
Hisses a dragon, or a tiger stares;
Or with a wile thy caution to betray,
In fleeting streams attempts to slide away.
But thou, the more he varies forms, beware
To strain his fetters with a stricter care.
Till, tiring all his arts, he turns again
To his true shape, in which he first was seen.Book IV, lines 405–414 (translated by John Dryden); of Proteus.
Si quoties homines peccant sua fulmina mittat Jupiter, exiguo tempore inermis erit.
— If Jupiter hurled his thunderbolt as often as men sinned, he would soon be out of thunderbolts.
— Ovid, Tristium, II. 33.
