Quotation by Horace

Come, give thy soul a loose, and taste the pleasures of the poor.
Sometimes 'tis grateful for the rich to try
A short vicissitude, and fit of poverty:
A savory dish, a homely treat,
Where all is plain, where all is neat,
Without the stately spacious room,
The Persian carpet, or the Tyrian loom,
Clear up the cloudy foreheads of the great.
Horace [Quintus Horatius Flaccus] (65–8), Roman poet. Odes (III, 29). . .

Oxford Book of Verse in English Translation, The. Charles Tomlinson, ed. (1980) Oxford University Press.
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