<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392920" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Advice</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">AD ARIUSTUM FUSCUM</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Horace: Book I, Ode 22.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'_Integer vitae sclerisque purus_'-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">_Take it from me: A guy who's square,<br> His chances always are the best.<br>I'm in the know, for I've been there,<br> And that's no ancient Roman jest._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What time he hits the hay to rest<br> There's nothing on his mind but hair,<br>No javelin upon his chest-<br> _Take it from me, a guy who's square._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's nothing that can throw a scare<br> Into the contents of his vest; <br>His name is Eva I-Don't-Care; <br> _His chances always are the best._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why, once, when I was way out West,<br> Singing to Lalage, a bear<br>Came up, and I was some distressed-<br> _I'm in the know, for I've been there._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But back he went into his lair,<br> (Cage, corner, den, retreat, nook, nest) ,<br>And left me to 'The Maiden's Prayer'-<br> _And that's no ancient Roman jest._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In Newtonville or Cedar Crest,<br> In Cincinnati or Eau Claire,<br>I'll warble till I am a pest,<br> 'My Lalage'-no matter where-<br> _Take it from me! _</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> II</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fuscus, my friend, take it from me-<br> I know the world and what it's made of-<br>One on the square has naught to be<br> Afraid of.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Moorish bows and javelins? Nope.<br> Such deadly things need not alarm him.<br>Why, even arrows dipped in dope<br> Can't harm him! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He's safe in any clime or land,<br> Desert or river, hill or valley; <br>Safe in all places on the Rand-<br> McNally.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why, one day in my Sabine grot,<br> I sang for Lalage to hear me; <br>A wolf came in and he did not<br> Come near me! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, set me on the sunless plain,<br>In China, Norway, or Matanzas,<br>Ay, place me anywhere from Maine<br> To Kansas.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still of my Lalage I'll sing,<br>Where'er the Fates may chance to dropp me; <br>And nobody nor anything<br> Shall stop me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Franklin+P.+Adams">Franklin P. Adams</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392920" data-title="Advice de Franklin P. Adams" data-description="AD ARIUSTUM FUSCUM I Horace: Book I, Ode 22. '_Integer vitae sclerisque purus_'- _Take it from me: A guy who's square, His chances always are the best. I'm in the know, for I've been there, And that's no ancient Roman jest._ What time he h..."></div> </div> </div>

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