Horace
Bki:Xxxvi Numida’s Back Again by Horace

Bki:Xxxvi Numida’s Back Again by Horace

With music, and incense, and blood of a bullock, delight in placating the gods that guarded our Numida well, who’s returned safe and sound, from the farthest West, now, ...

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Bkiii:Xix Let’s Drink  by Horace

Bkiii:Xix Let’s Drink by Horace

You can tell me the years between Inachus and Codrus, who wasn’t afraid to die for his country, Aeacus’ line, and the fights by the walls at sacred Troy: but you can’t say ...

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Bkiv:Ii Augustus’s Return  by Horace

Bkiv:Ii Augustus’s Return by Horace

Iulus, whoever tries to rival Pindar, flies on waxen wings, with Daedalean art, and is doomed, like Icarus, to give a name to glassy waters. Like a river, rushing down from ...

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Bkii:Xi Don’t Ask by Horace

Bkii:Xi Don’t Ask by Horace

Don’t ask what the warlike Spaniards are plotting, or those Scythians, Quinctius Hirpinus, the intervening Adriatic keeps off, don’t be anxious about the needs of life: it ...

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Bki:Xxviii Three Handfuls Of Earth by Horace

Bki:Xxviii Three Handfuls Of Earth by Horace

You, my Archytas, philosopher, and measurer of land, of the sea, of wide sands, are entombed in a small mound of meagre earth near the Matinian shore, and it’s of no use to you ...

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Bki:Xxxiii Tibullus, Don’t Grieve by Horace

Bki:Xxxiii Tibullus, Don’t Grieve by Horace

Tibullus, don’t grieve too much, when you remember your cruel Glycera, and don’t keep on singing those wretched elegies, or ask why, trust broken, you’re outshone by a younger ...

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Bki:Xii Praising Augustus by Horace

Bki:Xii Praising Augustus by Horace

What god, man, or hero do you choose to praiseon the high pitched flute or the lyre, Clio?Whose name will it be that joyfully resoundsin playful echoes, either on shadowed slopes ...

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Bki:Xiv The Ship Of State by Horace

Bki:Xiv The Ship Of State by Horace

O ship the fresh tide carries back to sea again.Where are you going! Quickly, run for harbour.Can’t you see how your sideshave been stripped bare of oars, how your shattered masts ...

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Bkiii:Xxx Aere Perennius by Horace

Bkiii:Xxx Aere Perennius by Horace

I’ve raised a monument, more durable than bronze,one higher than the Pyramids’ royal towers,that no devouring rain, or fierce northerly gale,has power to destroy: nor the ...

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Bki:Iv Spring by Horace

Bki:Iv Spring by Horace

Fierce winter slackens its grip: it’s spring and the west wind’s sweet change:the ropes are hauling dry hulls towards the shore,The flock no longer enjoys the fold, or the ...

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Bki:Ix Winter by Horace

Bki:Ix Winter by Horace

See how Soracte stands glistening with snowfall,and the labouring woods bend under the weight:see how the mountain streams are frozen,cased in the ice by the shuddering cold? ...

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Bki:Xi Carpe Diem by Horace

Bki:Xi Carpe Diem by Horace

Leuconoe, don’t ask, we never know, what fate the gods grant us,whether your fate or mine, don’t waste your time on Babylonian,futile, calculations. How much better to suffer what ...

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Bki:I The Dedication: To Maecenas by Horace

Bki:I The Dedication: To Maecenas by Horace

Maecenas, descendant of royal ancestors,O my protector, and my sweet glory,some are delighted by showers of dust,Olympic dust, over their chariots, theyare raised to the gods, as ...

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Bki:Xxii Singing Of Lalage (Integer Vitae) by Horace

Bki:Xxii Singing Of Lalage (Integer Vitae) by Horace

The man who is pure of life, and free of sin,has no need, dear Fuscus, for Moorish javelins,nor a bow and a quiver, fully loadedwith poisoned arrows, whether his path’s through ...

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Bkii:X The Golden Mean by Horace

Bkii:X The Golden Mean by Horace

You’ll live more virtuously, my Murena,by not setting out to sea, while you’re in dreadof the storm, or hugging fatal shorestoo closely, either. Whoever takes delight in the ...

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Bki:Xxx Ode To Venus by Horace

Bki:Xxx Ode To Venus by Horace

O Venus, the queen of Cnidos and Paphos,spurn your beloved Cyprus, and summonedby copious incense, come to the lovely shrineof my Glycera. And let that passionate boy of yours, ...

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Bki:Xxxi A Prayer To Apollo by Horace

Bki:Xxxi A Prayer To Apollo by Horace

What is the poet’s request to Apollo?What does he pray for as he pours out the winefrom the bowl? Not for the rich harvestsof fertile Sardinia, nor the herds, (they’re ...

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Bkiii:Xiii O Fons Bandusiae by Horace

Bkiii:Xiii O Fons Bandusiae by Horace

O Bandusian fountain, brighter than crystal,worthy of sweet wine, not lacking in flowers,tomorrow we’ll honour youwith a kid, whose brow is budding with those horns that are ...

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Bki:Xx To Maecenas by Horace

Bki:Xx To Maecenas by Horace

Come and drink with me, rough Sabine in cheap cups,yet wine that I sealed myself, and laid upin a Grecian jar, when you dear Maecenas,flower of knighthood, received the theatre’s ...

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Bki:Xviii Wine by Horace

Bki:Xviii Wine by Horace

Cultivate no plant, my Varus, before the rows of sacred vines,set in Tibur’s gentle soil, and by the walls Catilus founded:because the god decreed all things are hard for those ...

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Bki:Xxix Off To The Wars by Horace

Bki:Xxix Off To The Wars by Horace

Iccius, are you gazing with envy, now,at Arabian riches, and preparingfor bitter war on unbeaten kingsof Saba, weaving bonds for those dreadful Medes? What barbaric virginwill be ...

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Bki:Xix Glycera’s Beauty by Horace

Bki:Xix Glycera’s Beauty by Horace

Cruel Venus, Cupid’s mother,Bacchus, too, commands me, Theban Semele’s son,and you, lustful Licentiousness,to recall to mind that love I thought long-finished. I burn for ...

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Bki:Xv Nereus’ Prophecy Of Troy by Horace

Bki:Xv Nereus’ Prophecy Of Troy by Horace

While Paris, the traitorous shepherd, her guest,bore Helen over the waves, in a ship from Troy,Nereus, the sea-god, checked the swift breezewith an unwelcome calm, to tell their ...

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Bki:Xxiv A Lament For Quintilius by Horace

Bki:Xxiv A Lament For Quintilius by Horace

What limit, or restraint, should we show at the lossof so dear a life? Melpomene, teach me, Muse,a song of mourning, you, whom the Father granteda clear voice, the sound of the ...

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Bki:Xxiii Chloe, Don’t Run. by Horace

Bki:Xxiii Chloe, Don’t Run. by Horace

You run away from me as a fawn does, Chloe,searching the trackless hills for its frightened mother,not without aimless terrorof the pathless winds, and the woods. For if the ...

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Bki:Viii: To Lydia: Stop Ruining Sybaris! by Horace

Bki:Viii: To Lydia: Stop Ruining Sybaris! by Horace

Lydia, by all the gods,say why you’re set on ruining poor Sybaris, with passion:why he suddenly can’t standthe sunny Campus, he, once tolerant of the dust and sun: why he’s no ...

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Bkii:Iii One Ending by Horace

Bkii:Iii One Ending by Horace

When things are troublesome, always remember,keep an even mind, and in prosperitybe careful of too much happiness:since my Dellius, you’re destined to die, whether you live a life ...

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Bki:Xiii His Jealousy by Horace

Bki:Xiii His Jealousy by Horace

When you, Lydia, start to praiseTelephus’ rosy neck, Telephus’ waxen arms,alas, my burning passion startsto mount deep inside me, with troubling anger. Neither my feelings, nor my ...

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Bki:Ii To Augustus by Horace

Bki:Ii To Augustus by Horace

The Father’s sent enough dread hailand snow to earth already, strikingsacred hills with fiery hand,to scare the city, and scare the people, lest againwe know Pyrrha’s age of ...

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Bkii:Xx Poetic Immortality by Horace

Bkii:Xx Poetic Immortality by Horace

A poet of dual form, I won’t be carriedthrough the flowing air on weak or mundane wings,nor will I linger down here on earth,for any length of time: beyond envy, I’ll leave the ...

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Bki:Xxxvii Cleopatra by Horace

Bki:Xxxvii Cleopatra by Horace

Now’s the time for drinking deep, and now’s the timeto beat the earth with unfettered feet, the timeto set out the gods’ sacred couches,my friends, and prepare a Salian feast. It ...

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Bkii:Ii Money by Horace

Bkii:Ii Money by Horace

Crispus, silver concealed in the greedy earthhas no colour, and you are an enemyto all such metal unless, indeed, it gleamsfrom sensible use. Proculeius will be famous in ...

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Bki:Xxxv To Fortune by Horace

Bki:Xxxv To Fortune by Horace

O goddess, who rules our lovely Antium,always ready to lift up our mortal selves,from humble position, or alterproud triumphs to funeral processions, the poor farmer, in the ...

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Bki:Xvii The Delights Of The Country by Horace

Bki:Xvii The Delights Of The Country by Horace

Swift Faunus, the god, will quite often exchangeArcady for my sweet Mount Lucretilis,and while he stays he protects my goatsfrom the midday heat and the driving rain. The ...

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Bki:Xvi He Repents by Horace

Bki:Xvi He Repents by Horace

O lovelier child of a lovely mother,end as you will, then, my guilty iambicswhether in flames or whether insteaddeep down in the Adriatic’s waters. Neither Cybele, nor Apollo, who ...

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Bkii:Xii Terentia’s Singing by Horace

Bkii:Xii Terentia’s Singing by Horace

You’d not wish the theme of Numantia’s fierce warsmatched to the lyre’s soft tones, nor cruel Hannibal,nor the Sicilian Sea turned to dark crimsonby the Carthaginians’ blood, nor ...

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Bki:Vii Tibur by Horace

Bki:Vii Tibur by Horace

Let others sing in praise of Rhodes, or Mytilene,or Ephesus, or Corinth on the Isthmus,or Thebes that’s known for Bacchus, or Apollo’s isleof Delphi, or Thessalian Tempe. There’s ...

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Bkiii:I Odi Profanum by Horace

Bkiii:I Odi Profanum by Horace

I hate the vulgar crowd, and keep them away:grant me your silence. A priest of the Muses,I sing a song never heard before,I sing a song for young women and boys. The power of ...

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Bkiii:Ii Dulce Et Decorum Est by Horace

Bkiii:Ii Dulce Et Decorum Est by Horace

Let the boy toughened by military servicelearn how to make bitterest hardship his friend,and as a horseman, with fearful lance,go to vex the insolent Parthians, spending his life ...

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Bkii:Xix To Bacchus by Horace

Bkii:Xix To Bacchus by Horace

I saw Bacchus on distant cliffs - believe me,O posterity - he was teaching songs there,and the Nymphs were learning them, and allthe goat-footed Satyrs with pointed ears. Evoe! My ...

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Bki:Iii Virgil: Off To Greece by Horace

Bki:Iii Virgil: Off To Greece by Horace

May the goddess, queen of Cyprus,and Helen’s brothers, the brightest of stars,and father of the winds, Aeolus,confining all except Iapyga, guide you, ship, that owes us Virgil, ...

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Bkiii:Xvi Just Enough by Horace

Bkiii:Xvi Just Enough by Horace

The towers made of bronze, and the doors made of oak,and the watch-dogs sombre vigil, would, surely, havebeen enough, to protect imprisoned Danae,from adulterers in the night, if ...

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Bki:Vi A Tribute To Agrippa by Horace

Bki:Vi A Tribute To Agrippa by Horace

BkI:VI A Tribute to Agrippa You should be penned as brave, and a conquerorby Varius, winged with his Homeric poetry,whatever fierce soldiers, with vessels or horses,have carried ...

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Bki:Xxvi A Garland For Lamia by Horace

Bki:Xxvi A Garland For Lamia by Horace

Friend of the Muses, I’ll throw sadness and fearto the winds, to blow over the Cretan Sea,untroubled by whoever he is, that kingof the icy Arctic shores we’re afraid of, or ...

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Bkiii:Xi Remember The Danaids by Horace

Bkiii:Xi Remember The Danaids by Horace

Mercury (since, taught by you, his master,Amphion could move the stones, with his singing),and you, tortoise shell, clever at making yourseven strings echo, you, who were neither ...

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Bkiii:Vi Moral Decadence by Horace

Bkiii:Vi Moral Decadence by Horace

Romans, though you’re guiltless, you’ll still expiateyour fathers’ sins, till you’ve restored the temples,and the tumbling shrines of all the gods,and their images, soiled with ...

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Bkiv:Iii To The Muse by Horace

Bkiv:Iii To The Muse by Horace

Melpomene, Muse, one whom youhave looked on with favourable eyes at his birthIsmian toil will never grantfame as a boxer: while no straining horses will draw him along, ...

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Bkii:Iv Loving A Servant Girl by Horace

Bkii:Iv Loving A Servant Girl by Horace

Phocian Xanthis, don’t be ashamed of lovefor your serving-girl. Once before, Briseisthe Trojan slave with her snow-white skin stirredangry Achilles: and captive Tecmessa’s ...

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Bkiv:Vi To Apollo by Horace

Bkiv:Vi To Apollo by Horace

God, whom Niobe’s children encountered, Oyou, avenger of boastful words on Tityosthe robber, and Phthian Achilles, allbut proud Troy’s victor, and a greater fighter than others, ...

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Bkii:Ix Stop Weeping by Horace

Bkii:Ix Stop Weeping by Horace

The rain doesn’t fall from the clouds foreveron the sodden fields, and capricious storm-windsdon’t always trouble the Caspianwaters, nor does the solid ice linger, Valgius, dear ...

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