Ovid
Ovid
Publius Ovidius Naso, known as Ovid in the English-speaking world, was a Roman poet who lived during the reign of Augustus. He was a contemporary of the older Virgil and Horace with whom he is often ranked as one of the three canonical poets of Latin literature. The Imperial scholar Quintilian considered him the last of the Latin love elegists. He enjoyed enormous popularity, but, in one of the mysteries of literary history, he was sent by Augustus into exile...
NationalityRoman
ProfessionPoet
yield age teeth
Devouring Time and envious Age, all things yield to you; and with lingering death you destroy, step by step, with venomed tooth whatever you attack.
years feet age
While strength and years permit, endure labor; soon bent old age will come with silent foot. [Lat., Dum vires annique sinunt, tolerate labores. Jam veniet tacito curva senecta pede.]
love yield age
If thou wishest to put an end to love, attend to business (love yields to employment); then thou wilt be safe. [Lat., Qui finem quaeris amoris, (Cedit amor rebus) res age; tutus eris.]
mean love-is age
Truly now is the golden age; the highest honour comes by means of gold; by gold love is procured.
time age degrees
All-devouring time, envious age, Nought can escape you, and by slow degrees, Worn by your teeth, all things will lingering die.
years feet age
Work while your strength and years permit you; crooked age will by-and-by come upon you with silent foot.
gold age today
Today is truly the Golden Age: gold buys hornor, gold procures love
thinking hands age
How little you know about the age you live in if you think that honey is sweeter than cash in hand
years wrinkles age
That fair face will as years roll on lose its beauty, and old age will bring its wrinkles to the brow.
beauty doors age
Beauty, if you do not open your doors, takes age from lack of use.
agents gains
Gain, acquired by many agents, soon accumulates.
stupidity simplicity age
Simplicity, very rare in our age.
change age movement
All things change, nothing is extinguished. There is nothing in the whole world which is permanent. Everything flows onward; all things are brought into being with a changing nature; the ages themselves glide by in constant movement.
night ugly woman
At night there is no such thing as an ugly woman