The wretched tumults that confound The soul, nor wealth can tell, nor kingly state; And stubborn are the cares that hover round The vaulted ceilings of the great.
The wretched tumults that confound The soul, nor wealth can tell, nor kingly state; And stubborn are the cares that hover round The vaulted ceilings of the great.
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- A Cyclopædia of Sacred Poetical Quotations (catalogued1888)
Page 268 · printed citation: Horace · subject: GREATNESS
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