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|notes= <small><span class="plainlinks">[http://la.wikisource.org/wiki/Carmina_(Horatius)_I,_I Latin original text]</span> - [[fr.ws:Ode I.1 - À Mécène|French Ulysse de Séguier's translation]]</small>
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=== [[The Odes/Book I/1|The Dedication: To Maecenas]] ===
=== Book I ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/2|To Augustus]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/3|Virgil: Off to Greece]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/4|Spring]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/5|Treacherous Girl]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/6|A Tribute to Agrippa ]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/7|Tibur (the modern Tivoli) ]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/8|To Lydia:  Stop Ruining Sybaris! ]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/9|Winter]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/10| To Mercury]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/11| Carpe Diem]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/12|Praising Augustus]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/13|His Jealousy]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/14|The Ship of State]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/15|Nereus’ Prophecy of Troy]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/16|He Repents]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/17|The Delights of the Country]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/18|Wine]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/19|Glycera’s Beauty]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/19|To Maecenas]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/20|Hymn to Diana]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/22| Singing of Lalage (Integer Vitae)]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/23| Chloë, Don’t Run.]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/24| A Lament For Quintilius]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/25| A Prophecy of Age]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/26| A Garland For Lamia]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/27| Entanglement]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/28| Three Handfuls of Earth]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/29| Off To The Wars]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/30| Ode To Venus]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/31| A Prayer to Apollo]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/32| To the Lyre]] ===
=== [[The Odes/Book I/33| Tibullus, Don’t Grieve]] ===
=== I: XXXIV Fortune’s Changes ===


# [[The Odes/Book I/1|The Dedication: To Maecenas]]
Once I wandered, an expert in crazy wisdom,
# [[The Odes/Book I/2|To Augustus]]
a scant and infrequent adorer of gods,
# [[The Odes/Book I/3|Virgil: Off to Greece]]
now I’m forced to set sail and return,
# [[The Odes/Book I/4|Spring]]
to go back to the paths I abandoned.
# [[The Odes/Book I/5|Treacherous Girl]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/6|A Tribute to Agrippa ]]
For Jupiter, Father of all of the gods,
# [[The Odes/Book I/7|Tibur (the modern Tivoli) ]]
who generally splits the clouds with his lightning,
# [[The Odes/Book I/8|To Lydia:  Stop Ruining Sybaris! ]]
flashing away, drove thundering horses,
# [[The Odes/Book I/9|Winter]]
and his swift chariot, through the clear sky,
# [[The Odes/Book I/10| To Mercury]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/11| Carpe Diem]]
till the dull earth, and the wandering rivers,
# [[The Odes/Book I/12|Praising Augustus]]
and Styx, and dread Taenarus’ hateful headland,
# [[The Odes/Book I/13|His Jealousy]]
and Atlas’s mountain-summits shook.
# [[The Odes/Book I/14|The Ship of State]]
The god has the power to replace the highest
# [[The Odes/Book I/15|Nereus’ Prophecy of Troy]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/16|He Repents]]
with the lowest, bring down the famous, and raise
# [[The Odes/Book I/17|The Delights of the Country]]
the obscure to the heights. And greedy Fortune
# [[The Odes/Book I/18|Wine]]
with her shrill whirring, carries away
# [[The Odes/Book I/19|Glycera’s Beauty]]
the crown and delights in setting it, there.
# [[The Odes/Book I/20|To Maecenas]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/21|Hymn to Diana]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/22| Singing of Lalage (Integer Vitae)]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/23| Chloë, Don’t Run.]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/24| A Lament For Quintilius]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/25| A Prophecy of Age]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/26| A Garland For Lamia]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/27| Entanglement]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/28| Three Handfuls of Earth]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/29| Off To The Wars]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/30| Ode To Venus]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/31| A Prayer to Apollo]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/32| To the Lyre]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/33| Tibullus, Don’t Grieve]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/34| Fortune’s Changes]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/35| To Fortune]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/36| Numida’s Back Again]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/37| Cleopatra]]
# [[The Odes/Book I/38| The Simple Myrtle]]


=== I: XXXV To Fortune ===
=== Index of First Lines ===


O goddess, who rules our lovely Antium,
always ready to lift up our mortal selves,
from humble position, or alter
proud triumphs to funeral processions,
the poor farmer, in the fields, courts your favour
with anxious prayers:  you, mistress of ocean,
the sailor who cuts the Carpathian
Sea, in a Bithynian sailing boat:
you, the fierce Dacian, wandering Scythian,
cities, and peoples, and warlike Latium,
mothers of barbarous kings, tyrants,
clothed in their royal purple, all fear you,
in case you demolish the standing pillar
with a careless foot, or the tumultuous crowd
incite the peaceful:  ‘To arms, to arms’,
and shatter the supreme authority.
Grim Necessity always treads before you,
and she’s carrying the spikes and the wedges
in her bronze hand, and the harsh irons
and the molten lead aren’t absent either.
Hope cultivates you, and rarest Loyalty,
her hands bound in sacred white, will not refuse
her friendship when you, their enemy,
desert the great houses plunged in mourning.
But the disloyal mob, and the perjured whores
vanish, and friends scatter when they’ve drunk our wine
to the lees, unequal to bearing
the heavy yoke of all our misfortunes.
Guard our Caesar who’s soon setting off again
against the earth’s far-off Britons, and guard
the fresh young levies, who’ll scare the East
in those regions along the Red Sea’s shores.
Alas, the shame of our scars and wickedness,
and our dead brothers. What has our harsh age spared?
What sinfulness have we left untried?
What have the young men held their hands back from,
in fear of the gods? Where are the altars they’ve left
alone? O may you remake our blunt weapons
on fresh anvils so we can turn them
against the Scythians and the Arabs.


=== I: XXXVI Numida’s Back Again ===


=== Metres Used in Book I. ===
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,
showering a host of kisses
on every dear friend, but on none of us more than
lovely Lamia, remembering
their boyhood spent under the self-same master,
their togas exchanged together.
Don’t allow this sweet day to lack a white marker,
no end to the wine jars at hand,
no rest for our feet in the Salian fashion,
Don’t let wine-heavy Damalis
conquer our Bassus in downing the Thracian draughts.
Don’t let our feast lack for roses,
or the long-lasting parsley, or the brief lilies:
we’ll all cast our decadent eyes
on Damalis, but Damalis won’t be parted
from that new lover of hers she’s
clasping, more tightly than the wandering ivy.


=== I: XXXVII Cleopatra ===


Now’s the time for drinking deep, and now’s the time
to beat the earth with unfettered feet, the time
to set out the gods’ sacred couches,
my friends, and prepare a Salian feast.
It would have been wrong, before today, to broach
the Caecuban wines from out the ancient bins,
while a maddened queen was still plotting
the Capitol’s and the empire’s ruin,
with her crowd of deeply-corrupted creatures
sick with turpitude, she, violent with hope
of all kinds, and intoxicated
by Fortune’s favour. But it calmed her frenzy
that scarcely a single ship escaped the flames,
and Caesar reduced the distracted thoughts, bred
by Mareotic wine, to true fear,
pursuing her close as she fled from Rome,
out to capture that deadly monster, bind her,
as the sparrow-hawk follows the gentle dove
or the swift hunter chases the hare,
over the snowy plains of Thessaly.
But she, intending to perish more nobly,
showed no sign of womanish fear at the sword,
nor did she even attempt to win
with her speedy ships to some hidden shore.
And she dared to gaze at her fallen kingdom
with a calm face, and touch the poisonous asps
with courage, so that she might drink down
their dark venom, to the depths of her heart,
growing fiercer still, and resolving to die:
scorning to be taken by hostile galleys,
and, no ordinary woman, yet queen
no longer, be led along in proud triumph.
=== I: XXXVIII The Simple Myrtle ===
My child, how I hate Persian ostentation,
garlands twined around lime-tree bark displease me:
forget your chasing, to find all the places
where late roses fade.
You’re eager, take care, that nothing enhances
the simple myrtle:  it’s not only you that
it graces, the servant, but me as I drink,
beneath the dark vine.
== Index of First Lines ==
Maecenas, descendant of royal ancestors,6
The Father’s sent enough dread hail7
May the goddess, queen of Cyprus,9
Fierce winter slackens its grip:  it’s spring and the west wind’s sweet ……11
What slender boy, Pyrrha, drowned in liquid perfume,12
You should be penned as brave, and a conqueror13
Let others sing in praise of Rhodes, or Mytilene,14
Lydia, by all the gods,16
See how Soracte stands glistening with snowfall,17
Mercury, eloquent grandson of Atlas,18
Leuconoë, don’t ask, we never know, what fate the gods grant us,19
What god, man, or hero do you choose to praise. 20
When you, Lydia, start to praise. 22
O ship the fresh tide carries back to sea again.23
While Paris, the traitorous shepherd, her guest,24
O lovelier child of a lovely mother,26
Swift Faunus, the god, will quite often exchange. 27
Cultivate no plant, my Varus, before the rows of sacred vines,28
Cruel Venus, Cupid’s mother,29
Come and drink with me, rough Sabine in cheap cups,30
O tender virgins sing, in praise of Diana,31
The man who is pure of life, and free of sin,32
You run away from me as a fawn does, Chloë,33
What limit, or restraint, should we show at the loss. 34
Now the young men come less often, violently. 35
Friend of the Muses, I’ll throw sadness and fear36
To fight with wine-cups intended for pleasure. 37
You, my Archytas, philosopher, and measurer of land,38
of the sea, of wide sands, are entombed. 38
Iccius, are you gazing with envy, now,40
O Venus, the queen of Cnidos and Paphos,41
What is the poet’s request to Apollo?. 42
I’m called on. O Lyre, if I’ve ever played. 43
Tibullus, don’t grieve too much, when you remember44
Once I wandered, an expert in crazy wisdom,45
O goddess, who rules our lovely Antium,46
Now’s the time for drinking deep, and now’s the time. 49
My child, how I hate Persian ostentation,51
== Metres Used in Book I. ==
The number of syllables most commonly employed in each standard line of the verse is given. This may vary slightly for effect (two beats substituted for three etc.) in a given line.
Alcaic Strophe:  11 (5+6) twice, 9, 10   
used in Odes:  9,16,17,26,27,29,31,34,35,37
Sapphic and Adonic:  11(5+6) three times, 5
Odes:  2,10,12,20,22,25,30,32,38
First Asclepiadean:  12 (6+6) all lines
Ode:  1
Second Asclepiadean:  8, 12 (6+6), alternating
Odes:  3,13,19,36
Third Asclepiadean:  12 (6+6) three times, 8
Odes:  6,15,24,33
Fourth Asclepiadean:  12 (6+6) twice, 7, 8
Odes:  5,14,21,23
Fifth Asclepiadean:  16 (6+4+6) all lines
Ode:  11, 18
Alcmanic Strophe:  17 (7+10) or less, 11 or less, alternating
Odes:  7,28
First Archilochian:  17 (7+10) or less, 7 alternating
Odes:  None in Book I
Fourth Archilochian Strophe:  18 (7+11) or less, 11 (5+6) alternating
Ode:  4
Second Sapphic Strophe:  7, 15 (5+10) alternating
Ode:  8
Trochaic Strophe:  7,11 alternating
Odes:  None in Book I
Ionic a Minore:  16 twice, 8
Odes:  None in Book I
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