Trust To A Plank, Draw Precarious Breath,

Many Suffer From The Incurable Disease Of Writing, And It Becomes Chronic In Their Sick Minds.

Let Nothing Offensive To The Ear Or The Eye Enter These Thresholds, Within Which Youth Dwells.

For The Short-lived Bloom And Contracted Span Of Brief And Wretched Life Is Fast Fleeting Away! While We Are Drinking And Calling For Garlands, Ointments, And Women, Old Age Steals Swiftly On With Noiseless Step.

The Tongue Is The Worst Part Of A Bad Servant.

Who'd Bear To Hear The Gracchi Chide Sedition?