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Updated: June 26, 2025
Of course, there was always a protest. There is the famous Nullum numen habes si sit prudentia: nos te, Nos facimus, Fortuna, deam, taken by Juvenal from the Greek. She is worshipped with insults, counted as fickle and often as blind, wandering, inconsistent, elusive, changeful, and friend of the unworthy. . . . We are so much at the mercy of chance that Chance is our god.
That hollow was overgrown with weeds, and full of trimmings from trees, stumps, everything that no one wanted any place else in the orchard. It was the only unkept spot on our land, and I always wondered why father didn't clean it out and make it look respectable. I said so to Leon as we crouched there watching down the hill where Mrs. Deam and Sammy hunted ducks with not such very grand success.
She was not in the least. She said we were a sight to behold; that she was ashamed to be the mother of two children who didn't know tame ducks from wild ones. She remembered instantly that Amanda Deam had set a speckled Dorking hen on Mallard duck eggs, where she got the eggs, and what she paid for them.
"You'd have thought from the way she acted, that we'd been trying to steal her ducks. She said if she missed any she'd know where to find them." "Well as I live!" cried mother. "Why I wouldn't have believed that of Amanda Deam. You told her you thought they were wild, of course." "I didn't have a chance to tell her anything.
"I thought you were loitering. Of course if I had known you were having trouble with the ducks! I think you had better go back and help them." "Didn't I do enough to take them home? Can't Sammy Deam catch ducks as fast as I can?" "I suppose so," said mother. "And I must get your bathing out of the way of supper. You use the tub while I do Little Sister's hair."
Candace, May, and I crouched in the front stairway, but things were so exciting we just had to keep the door open a tiny crack so we could see plain as anything. There had been nothing for Mrs. Freshett to do all afternoon, so she had gone over to visit an hour with Amanda Deam. Now Mr.
Don’t you see that all that is, is right; and all that was, is wrong? ‘Te nos facimus, Fortuna, deam,’ says your poet; well, I drink ‘to the fortunes of Rome,’—while it lasts.” “You’re a young man,” answered Cornelius, “a very young man, and a Greek. Greeks never understand Rome. It’s most difficult to understand us. It’s a science.
Per deam Partulam et Pertundam nunc est bibendum! All off for a buster, armstrong, hollering down the street. Bonafides. Where you slep las nigh? Timothy of the battered naggin. Like ole Billyo. Any brollies or gumboots in the fambly? Where the Henry Nevil's sawbones and ole clo? Sorra one o' me knows. Hurrah there, Dix! Forward to the ribbon counter. Where's Punch? All serene.
TAMQUAM DEUM: observe deum not deam, because nature is compared with, and not identified with, a divine being. Cf. AETATIS: here = vitae, life as a whole. Cf. 2 omne tempus aetatis and n.; also 13 aetatis ... senectus; 33, 64, 82. DESCRIPTAE: 'composed'; literally 'written out'. The reading discriptae, which many editions give, does not so well suit the passage.
On the whole I should say that he was not, for he did not consider himself so; he was too religious to consider Fortune a deity at all; he took whatever she gave and never thanked her, being firmly convinced that whatever he got to his own advantage was of his own getting. And so it was, after Fortune had made him able to get it. "Nos te, nos facimus, Fortuna, deam," exclaimed the poet.
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