Not gods, nor men, nor even booksellers have put up with poets' being second-rate. — Horace Copy Share Image
The man is either mad or his is making verses. [Lat., Aut insanit homo, aut versus facit.] — Horace Copy Share Image
Poets, the first instructors of mankind, Brought all things to the proper native use. — Horace Copy Share Image
Mediocrity in poets has never been tolerated by either men, or gods, or booksellers. — Horace Copy Share Image
The power of daring anything their fancy suggest, as always been conceded to the painter and the poet. — Horace Copy Share Image
If you rank me with the lyric poets, my exalted head shall strike the stars. [Lat., Quod si me lyricis vatibus inseris,… — Horace Copy Share Image
Many brave men lived before Agamemnon; but, all unwept and unknown, are lost in the distant night, since they are without a… — Horace Copy Share Image
Neither men, nor gods, nor booksellers' shelves permit ordinary poets to exist. [Lat., Mediocribus esse poetis Non homines, non di, non concessere… — Horace Copy Share Image
Painters and poets alike have always had license to dare anything! We know that, and we both claim and allow to others… — Horace Copy Share Image
Where there are many beauties in a poem I shall not cavil at a few faults proceeding either from negligence or from… — Horace Copy Share Image
"Painters and poets," you say, "have always had an equal license in bold invention." We know; we claim the liberty for ourselves… — Horace Copy Share Image
Poetry is like painting: one piece takes your fancy if you stand close to it, another if you keep at some distance. — Horace Copy Share Image
The aim of the poet is to inform or delight, or to combine together, in what he says, both pleasure and applicability… — Horace Copy Share Image
The poets aim is either to profit or to please, or to blend in one the delightful and the useful. Whatever the… — Horace Copy Share Image
Come boy, and pour for me a cup Of old Falernian. Fill it up With wine, strong, sparkling, bright, and clear; Our… — Horace Copy Share Image
Poets are never allowed to be mediocre by the gods, by men or by publishers. — Horace Copy Share Image
Verses devoid of substance, melodious trifles. [Lat., Versus inopes rerum, nugaeque canorae.] — Horace Copy Share Image
It is not enough for poems to be fine; they must charm, and draw the mind of the listener at will. — Horace Copy Share Image
That I make poetry and give pleasure - if I give pleasure - are because of you. — Horace Copy Share Image
No verse can give pleasure for long, nor last, that is written by drinkers of water. — Horace Copy Share Image
Strange - is it not? That of the myriads who Before us passed the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us… — Horace Copy Share Image
“Finxerunt animi, raro et perpauca loquentis. (To action little, less to words inclinded.)” — Horace Copy Share Image
No verse can give pleasure for long, nor last, that is written by drinkers of water. — Horace Copy Share Image
Fate with impartial hand turns out the doom of high and low; her capacious urn is constantly shaking the names of all mankind. — Horace Copy Share Image
In a moment comes either death or joyful victory. [Lat., Horae Momento cita mors venit aut victoria laeta.] — Horace Copy Share Image
Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori - It is a sweet and becoming thing to die for ones country. — Horace Copy Share Image
Neither men, nor gods, nor booksellers' shelves permit ordinary poets to exist. [Lat., Mediocribus esse poetis Non homines, non di, non concessere columnae.] — Horace Copy Share Image
Don't yield to that alluring witch, laziness, or else be prepared to surrender all that you have won in your better moments. — Horace Copy Share Image
Avoid inquisitive persons, for they are sure to be gossips, their ears are open to hear, but they will not keep what is entrusted… — Horace Copy Share Image
“You may drive out Nature with a pitchfork, yet she still will hurry back.” — Horace Copy Share Image
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