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Book III.21 of The Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace

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Translated into English verse by John Conington, M.A. Corpus Professor of Latin in the University of Oxford. Edition.


The Latin text comes from The Latin Library.

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The Odes of Horace Book III.21

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Book III. Notes




XXI.

O born in Manlius' year with me,
Whate'er you bring us, plaint or jest,
Or passion and wild revelry,
Or, like a gentle wine-jar, rest;
Howe'er men call your Massic juice,
Its broaching claims a festal day;
Come then; Corvinus bids produce
A mellower wine, and I obey.
Though steep'd in all Socratic lore
He will not slight you; do not fear.
They say old Cato o'er and o'er
With wine his honest heart would cheer.
Tough wits to your mild torture yield
Their treasures; you unlock the soul
Of wisdom and its stores conceal'd,
Arm'd with Lyaeus' kind control.
'Tis yours the drooping heart to heal;
Your strength uplifts the poor man's horn;
Inspired by you, the soldier's steel,
The monarch's crown, he laughs to scorn.
Liber and Venus, wills she so,
And sister Graces, ne'er unknit,
And living lamps shall see you flow
Till stars before the sunrise flit.

O Nate Mecum.

O nata mecum consule Manlio,
seu tu querellas siue geris iocos
seu rixam et insanos amores
seu facilem, pia testa, somnum,

quocumque lectum nomine Massicum 5
seruas, moueri digna bono die,
descende, Coruino iubente
promere languidiora uina.

Non ille, quamquam Socraticis madet
sermonibus, te negleget horridus: 10
narratur et prisci Catonis
saepe mero caluisse uirtus.

Tu lene tormentum ingenio admoues
plerumque duro; tu sapientium
curas et arcanum iocoso 15
consilium retegis Lycaeo.

Tu spem reducis mentibus anxiis
uiresque et addis cornua pauperi,
post te neque iratos trementi
regum apices neque militum arma. 20

Te Liber et si laeta aderit Venus
segnesque nodum soluere Gratiae
uiuaeque procucent lucernae,
dum rediens fugat astra Phoebus.

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