Crossword-Solution: FUGACES 7 letters, 1 clue 🏆 scrabble score: 13

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"Eheu ___," start of Horace's lament for the fleeting years. 1 answer
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An inflammatory disease of the skin, characterized by the presence of redness and itching, an eruption of small vesicles, and the discharge of a watery exudation, which often dries up, leaving the skin covered with crusts; -- called also tetter, milk crust, and salt rheum.
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EACMZE
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eruption
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How far off are those blessed times when my childish curiosity sought solitary exercise in making itself acquainted with the mushroom! 'Eheu! Fugaces labuntur anni!' said Horace.
The Life of the Fly J. Henri Fabre 2002
Eheu fugaces! Closeted together, the minor guests having been artfully dispersed, Major Alan Hawke and his friend recalled the olden glories of Wieniawski’s Indian tour.
A Fascinating Traitor Richard Henry Savage 2004
What Horace says is, Eheu fugaces Anni labunter, Postume, Postume! Years glide away, and are lost to me, lost to me I Now, when the folks in the dance sport their merry toes, Taglionis, and Ellslers, Duvernays and Ceritos, Sighing, I murmur, "O mihi praeteritos !" ANONYMOUS EPIGRAMS ON A PALE LADY WITH A RED-NOSED HUSBAND.
The Humourous Poetry of the English Language James Parton 2004
Then he continued: “Pardon me, Flaccus, but I am poorly, and must ride home before the mists rise from the Campagna.” “Eheu fugaces, Postume, Postume! Labuntur anni! I will follow you, friend, on my ass, for you are sick.
Historical Miniatures August Strindberg 2005
Maurice Cristich! Madame Romanoff! the renowned Romanoff, Maurice Cristich! Have I been pusillanimous, prudent or merely cruel? For the life of me I cannot say! SOUVENIRS OF AN EGOIST Eheu fugaces! How that air carries me back, that air ground away so unmercifully, _sans_ tune, _sans_ time on a hopelessly discordant barrel-organ, right underneath my window.
The Poems And Prose Of Ernest Dowson Ernest Dowson et al 2005
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Used 1 time in crossword archives (1958).