Safety lies in the middle course. [Lat., Medio tutissimus ibis.]

Tis on the living Envy feeds. She silent grows When, after death, man's honor is his guard. So I, when on the pyre consumed I lie, Shall live, for all that's noblest will survive.

The mind that's conscious of its rectitude, Laughs at the lies of rumor.

The god we now behold with opened eyes, A herd of spotted panthers round him lies In glaring forms; the grapy clusters spread On his fair brows, and dangle on his head.

The art of medicine in the season lies: Wine given in season oft will benefit, Which out of season injures.

When a house is tottering to its fall, The strain lies heaviest on the weakest part, One tiny crack throughout the structure spreads, And its own weight soon brings it toppling down.

Wine, not too much, inspires and make the mind,to the soft joys of Venus strong inclined,which, buried in excess, unapt to love,stupidly lies and knows not hom to move

Nowadays nothing but money counts: a fortune brings honors, friendships, the poor man everywhere lies low.

Good-bye to the lies of the poets. [Lat., Valeant mendacia vatum.]