Wodehouse and Classics, yet again

From Jeeves And The Tie That Binds:

Precisely, sir. Carpe diem, the Roman poet Horace advised. The English poet Herrick expressed the same sentiment when he suggested that we should gather rosebuds while we may. Your elbow is in the butter, sir. (p.8)

"Know him?" I said. "You bet I know him. We were like...Jeeves!" "Sir?" "Who were those two fellows?" "Sir?" "Greek, if I remember correctly. Always mentioned when the subject of bosom pals comes up." "Would you be referring to Damon and Pythias, sir?" (p.18)

Florence Craye...but while it lasted I felt like one of those Ethiopian slaves Cleopatra used to push around, and I chafed more than somewhat. (p.22)

"Apparently he failed to wow the customers at the Chamber of Commerce lunch, where she had been counting on him being a regular–who was the Greek chap?" "Bertie if I wasn't afraid of waking Runkle, I'd strike you with a blunt instrument, if I had a blunt instrument. What Greek chap?" "That what I'm asking you. He chewed pebbles." "Do you mean Demosthenes?" "You may be right. I'll take it up later with Jeeves." (p.134-135)

"...A pity that Bingley is flourishing like a green what-is-it, but one can't have everything." "No, sir. Medio de fonte leporum surgit amari aliquid in ipsis floribus angat." "I don't think I quite followed you there, Jeeves." "I was quoting from the Roman poet Lucretius, sir. A rough translation would be 'From the heart of this fountain of delights wells up some bitter taste to choke them even among the flowers.'" "Who did you say wrote that?" "Lucretius, sir, 99-55 B.C." "Gloomy sort of bird." "His outlook was perhaps somewhat somber, sir." (p.203-4)

Horace, Aristotle, and Archilochus on a Boat...

From P.G. Wodehouse's The Girl on the Boat (p.108):

Nothing is more curious than the myriad ways in which reaction from an unfortunate love-affair manifests itself in various men. No two males behave in the same way under the spur of female fickleness. Archilochum, for instance, according to the Roman writer, proprio rabies armavit iambo. It is no good pretending out of politeness that you know what that means, so I will translate. Rabies – his grouch – armavit – armed – Archilochum – Archilochus – iambo – with the iambic – proprio – his own invention. In other words, when the poet Archilochus was handed his hat by the lady of his affections, he consoled himself by going off and writing satirical verse about her in a new metre which he had thought up immediately after leaving the house...

The verse quoted for the curious is 79 from Horace's Ars Poetica.

Later (p.187) we find:

 As I read over the last few chapters of this narrative, I see that I have been giving the reader rather too jumpy a time. To almost a painful degree I have excited his pity and terror; and, though that is what Aristotle says one ought to do, I feel that a little respite would not be out of order....

And then our man Horace makes another entrance in the final act (p.225):

 Jane Hubbard was a girl who by nature and training was well adapted to bear shocks. Her guiding motto in life was that helpful line of Horace – Aequam memento rebus in arduis servare mentem. (For the benefit of those who have not, like myself, enjoyed an expensive classical education, – memento – Take my tip – servare – preserve – aequam – an unruffled –  mentem – mind – rebus in arduis – in every crisis.)