My poems are naughty, but my life is pure.
Martial (c.40 - c.102)
Contributed by: Zaady
You ask what a nice girl will do? She won't give an inch, but she won't say no.
You'll get no laurel crown for outrunning a burrow.
If pale beans bubble for you in a red earthenware pot You can oft decline the dinners of sumptuous hosts.
The bee is enclosed, and shines preserved in amber, so that it seems enshrined in its own nectar.
Conceal a flaw, and the world will imagine the worst
The country in town.
Our days pass by, and are scored against us.
Each day provides its own gifts.
Source: Epigrams, 86 A.D.
A good man doubles the length of his existence; to have lived so as to look back with pleasure on our past life is to live twice.
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