Horace
Horace
Quintus Horatius Flaccus, known in the English-speaking world as Horace, was the leading Roman lyric poet during the time of Augustus. The rhetorician Quintilian regarded his Odes as just about the only Latin lyrics worth reading: "He can be lofty sometimes, yet he is also full of charm and grace, versatile in his figures, and felicitously daring in his choice of words."...
NationalityRoman
ProfessionPoet
wall fire neighbor
It is your concern when your neighbor's wall is on fire.
wall doors fire
It is your business when the wall next door catches fire.
fire fields ferns
In neglected fields the fern grows, which must be cleared out by fire.
fire house danger
Your property is in danger when your neighbour's house is on fire.
fire hazards ashes
The work you are treating is one full of dangerous hazard, and you are treading over fires lurking beneath treacherous ashes.
fire gains neglected
Fire, if neglected, will soon gain strength.
moon fire shining
As shines the moon amid the lesser fires.
adversity ashes came fires life national passed republic springs work
The Republic need to be passed through chastening, purifying fires of adversity and suffering; so these came and did their work and the verdure of a new national life springs greenly, luxuriantly, from their ashes
bible discovery fire
My own experience is that the Bible is dull when I am dull. When I am really alive, and set in upon the text with a tidal pressure of living affinities, it opens, it multiplies discoveries, and reveals depths even faster than I can note them. The worldly spirit shuts the Bible; the Spirit of God makes it a fire, flaming out all meanings and glorious truths.
spring adversity fire
The Republic needed to be passed through chastening, purifying fires of adversity and suffering: so these came and did their work and the verdure of a new national life springs greenly, luxuriantly, from their ashes.
cigarette-smoke fishing fire
A cigar has "...a fire at one end and a fool at the other."
night fire evil
Temptation is a fearful word. It indicates the beginning of a possible series of infinite evils. It is the ringing of an alarm bell, whose melancholy sounds may reverberate through eternity. Like the sudden, sharp cry of "Fire!" under our windows by night, it should rouse us to instantaneous action, and brace every muscle to its highest tension.
guilty pale secrets turn wall
Be this your wall of brass, to have no guilty secrets, no wrong-doing that makes you turn pale
struggle
I struggle to be brief, and I become obscure.