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"Good horse," said Judge Dillon quietly. Rob Roy bl. s. by Tempus Fugit dam Marigold. Henry L. Whitley, New York City. I read. I followed him with my eyes and wished him somewhere else. He looked so overpowering he and the millions behind him. . . . At last, a quarter of a mile away, they halted in a gorgeous shifting group.
"It was in the year 1445 that's not far short o' four hundred years ago ah! tempus fugit, which is a Latin quotation, my girl, from Horace Walpole, I believe, an' signifies time and tide waits for no man; that's what they calls a free translation, you must know; well, it was in the winter o' 1445 that a certain Alexander Ogilvy of Inverquharity, was chosen to act as Chief Justiciar in these parts I suppose that means a kind of upper bailiff, a sort o' bo's'n's mate, to compare great things with small.
Do I hear the quarter? They are well worth it, gentlemen. Will no one give me the quarter? Well, time is money, and tempus fugit. Going at three at three; going, going, and sold at three dollars."
The Boulevard Montmorenci long ago plowed the shrines of romance out of the knowledge of the living, and a part of the Longchamps racecourse occupies the spot whither impecunious poets and adventure-seeking wives repaired to escape the insistence of cruel bailiffs and the spies of suspicious and monotonous husbands. Tempus fugit! I used to read Thackeray's Paris Sketches with a kind of awe.
It opened with the melancholy reflection that, in the lives of mortals, the best days are the first to flee. “Optima dies … prima fugit.” I turned back to the beginning of the third book, which we had read in class that morning. “Primus ego in patriam mecum … deducam Musas”; “for I shall be the first, if I live, to bring the Muse into my country.” Cleric had explained to us that “patria” here meant, not a nation or even a province, but the little rural neighborhood on the Mincio where the poet was born.
Gawtrey at last finished a breakfast that would have astonished the whole Corporation of London; and then taking out a large old watch, with an enamelled back doubtless more German than its master he said, as he lifted up his carpet-bag, "I must be off tempos fugit, and I must arrive just in time to nick the vessels. Shall get to Ostend, or Rotterdam, safe and snug; thence to Paris.
The place is not unlike other small towns in the Swiss cantons. There are a fair sprinkling of shops, with post-office, town-hall, and market-place. In the centre of the latter I observed a prominent sun-dial, with the following very appropriate motto, Vita fugit sicut umbra.
His conversation was extremely entertaining and, let me add, ingenuous. One of his favorite reflections was: "Tempus fugit! So make the most of it. While you're alive, gather roses; for when you're dead, you're dead a d d long time." He was a perfect rider, and loved to do cowboy "stunts" in Richmond Park while riding to the "Star and Garter."
At Niagara William Terriss slipped and nearly lost his life. At night when he appeared as Bassanio, he shrugged his shoulders, lowered his eyelids, and said to me "Nearly gone, dear," he would call everybody "dear" "But Bill's luck! Tempus fugit!" What tempus had to do with it, I don't quite know! When we were first in Canada I tobogganed at Rosedale. I should say it was like flying! The start!
'We have lived and loved together through many a changing year; we have shared each other's pleasures and wept each other's tears. But tempus fugit, oh, how fast! and before we know it we shall all be old! Friends, fill your coffee-cups to the brim, and let us resolve to celebrate." "A picnic!" said Gem. "A torch-light procession and fireworks!" said Tom. "A croquet-party!" said Sibyl.
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