“Let other men gather bright gold to themselves and own many acres of well-ploughed soil, let endless worry trouble them, with enemies… — Tibullus Copy Share Image
What madness is this, inviting sable Death by warfare? It always hovers close and comes unforeseen on silent steps. — Tibullus Copy Share Image
“Let other men gather bright gold to themselves and own many acres of well-ploughed soil, let endless worry trouble them, with enemies nearby, and… — Tibullus Copy Share Image
I could live in the woods with thee in sight, Where never should human foot intrude: Or with thee find light in the darkest… — Tibullus Copy Share Image
“Who was the first that forged the deadly blade? Of rugged steel his savage soul was made.” — Tibullus Copy Share Image
How could I, blest with thee, long nights employ; And how with the longest day enjoy! — Tibullus Copy Share Image
What madness is this, inviting sable Death by warfare? It always hovers close and comes unforeseen on silent steps. — Tibullus Copy Share Image
Happy thou that learnest from another's griefs, not to subject thyself to the same. — Tibullus Copy Share Image
“I myself have seen this woman draw the stars from the sky; she diverts the course of a fast-flowing river with her incantations; her… — Tibullus Copy Share Image
The Love-god inflames more fiercely those he sees are reluctant to surrender. — Tibullus Copy Share Image
