What was the name of the man who wrote Latin verses?
I don't know much about reading and writing, so I don't quite know.

Wasn't it Horace ?" "What a dad!" thought the elder son Ostap.

"The old dog knows everything, but he always pretends the contrary." "I don't believe the archimandrite allowed you so much as a smell of corn-brandy," continued Taras.

"Confess, my boys, they thrashed you well with fresh birch-twigs on your backs and all over your Cossack bodies; and perhaps, when you grew too sharp, they beat you with whips.

And not on Saturday only, I fancy, but on Wednesday and Thursday." "What is past, father, need not be recalled; it is done with." "Let them try it know," said Andrii.