PoemNot bound to swear allegiance to any master, wherever the wind takes me I travel as a visitor.HoraceEpistles · 20 BC★ 3.7
LetterHe is not poor who has enough of things to use. If it is well with your belly, chest and feet, the wealth of kings can give you nothing more.Horace20 BC★ 3.7
PoemI put together and collect things which I will soon be able to draw upon.HoraceEpistles · 20 BC★ 2.1
PoemNo verse can give pleasure for long, nor last, that is written by drinkers of water.HoraceEpistles · 20 BC★ 2.0
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