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Sorry for the delay on this, Cassius. Here's a very literal (and therefore not very artful) rendering on those four lines from Horace's epistle to Albius Tibullus. If I'm not mistaken, the final phrase is a bit of self-lacerating humor. Cheers! “Amid hope and anxiety, amid fears and angers, believe [that] every day has dawned the last [i.e. for the last time] for you. A pleasing hour, which will not be hoped (for), will arrive. When you wish to laugh/smile, you will see me, fat and shining with …