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I would give all my fortune to be able to write the Hora Fugit of the poet, and offer for the first time to man these two words as an axiom of immutable truth. There is nothing absolutely true in all the writings of the sages. An hour of pain and an hour of pleasure have no resemblance to each other save on the dial. My hours are weary years.
But it must be the one or the other. "The third way I cannot, will not, take, nor would you take it willingly. It would sear your heart and spirit, it would spoil all that makes you what you are. Jasmine, once for all I am your lover and your friend. I give you love and I give you friendship whatever comes; always that, always friendship. Tempus fugit sed amicitia est.
"I may thank him for being tree'd, in the first place; and he knows it," I remarked, with a sourness which appears pardonable even at this distance of time. "What had he got to do with it?" asked Moriarty. "How the tempus does fugit!" I replied. For the mid-day bell was ringing at the hut. "Best sound since breakfast-time," said Moriarty, rising. "Come on to lunch."
'Optima dies... prima fugit. I turned back to the beginning of the third book, which we had read in class that morning.
But behold another aggravation of the evil which befell me in the tail of the rest: both without doors and within I was assailed with a most violent plague, violent in comparison of all others; for as sound bodies are subject to more grievous maladies, forasmuch as they, are not to be forced but by such, so my very healthful air, where no contagion, however near, in the memory of man, ever took footing, coming to be corrupted, produced strange effects: "Mista senum et juvenum densentur funera; nullum Saeva caput Proserpina fugit;"
One telling Socrates that such a one was nothing improved by his travels: "I very well believe it," said he, "for he took himself along with him" "Quid terras alio calentes Sole mutamus? patriae quis exsul Se quoque fugit?" Who is the man that by fleeing from his country, can also flee from himself?"
Now, if my uncle and Max drive out together, they are going to Vatan; Maxence will have promised to reconcile him with Flore, who 'fugit ad salices, the manoeuvre is General Virgil's. If that's the line they take, I don't yet know what I shall do; I shall have some hours to think it over, for my uncle can't sign a power of attorney at ten o'clock at night; the notaries will all be in bed.
They were gone, all, and left no mark behind. I wished to be alone, so I let the other passengers go up to the town, and was quietly pulled ashore in a boat, and left to myself. The recollections and the emotions all were sad, and only sad. Fugit, interea fugit irreparabile tempus. The past was real. The present, all about me, was unreal, unnatural, repellant.
"I got him out of an American book; and that accounts for it! Am I to read all this? Tempus fugit. Let it fugit! I should have to be buried in the blue sands of Florida if I read all this;" and he turned it over several times more. "You would have to be buried in thought for a short time if you read it." "Let me see, what did you call what's in this paper? Suggestions, was it?
"I could not help thinking to myself," said my member, "that at that conference there must have been many men of sufficient classical reading to say to themselves, 'Timeo Danaos et dona ferentes." In which surmise he was quite right. Except perhaps for "Tempus fugit," "verbum sap.," "Arma virumque," and "Quis custodiet," there is no better known relic of antiquity.