Et l'on revient toujours / A ses premiers amours—One returns always to his first love. Fr. Pr.
Et mala sunt vicina bonis—There are bad qualities near akin to good. Ovid.
Et male tornatos incudi reddere versus—And 25 take back ill-polished stanzas to the anvil. Hor.
Et mea cymba semel vasta percussa procella, / Illum, quo læsa est, horret adire locum—My bark, once shaken by the overpowering storm, shrinks from approaching the spot where it has been shattered. Ovid.
Et mihi res, non me rebus, subjungere conor—My aim ever is to subject circumstances to myself, not myself to them. Hor.
Et minimæ vires frangere quassa valent—A very small degree of force will suffice to break a vessel that is already cracked. Ovid.
Et monere, et moneri, proprium est veræ amicitiæ—To give counsel as well as take it, is a feature of true friendship. Cic.
Et nati natorum, et qui nascentur ab illis—The 30 children of our children, and those who shall be born of them, i.e., our latest posterity.
Et nova fictaque nuper habebunt verba fidem, si / Græco fonte cadunt parce detorta—And new and lately invented terms will be well received, if they descend, with slight deviation, from a Grecian source. Hor.
Et pudet, et metuo, semperque eademque precari, / Ne subeant animo tædia justa tuo—I am ashamed to be always begging and begging the same things, and fear lest you should conceive for me the disgust I merit. Ovid.