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| |notes= Translated by [[A. S. Kline]] | | |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]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/3|Virgil: Off to Greece]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/4|Spring]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/5|Treacherous Girl]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/6|A Tribute to Agrippa ]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/7|Tibur (the modern Tivoli) ]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/8|To Lydia: Stop Ruining Sybaris! ]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/9|Winter]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/10| To Mercury]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/11| Carpe Diem]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/12|Praising Augustus]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/13|His Jealousy]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/14|The Ship of State]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/15|Nereus’ Prophecy of Troy]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/16|He Repents]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/17|The Delights of the Country]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/18|Wine]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/19|Glycera’s Beauty]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/19|To Maecenas]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/20|Hymn to Diana]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/22| Singing of Lalage (Integer Vitae)]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/23| Chloë, Don’t Run.]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/24| A Lament For Quintilius]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/25| A Prophecy of Age]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/26| A Garland For Lamia]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/27| Entanglement]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/28| Three Handfuls of Earth]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/29| Off To The Wars]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/30| Ode To Venus]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/31| A Prayer to Apollo]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/32| To the Lyre]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/33| Tibullus, Don’t Grieve]] ===
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| === [[The Odes/Book I/34| Fortune’s Changes]] ===
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| === I: XXXV To Fortune ===
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| | # [[The Odes/Book I/1|The Dedication: To Maecenas]] |
| O goddess, who rules our lovely Antium,
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/2|To Augustus]] |
| always ready to lift up our mortal selves,
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/3|Virgil: Off to Greece]] |
| from humble position, or alter
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/4|Spring]] |
| proud triumphs to funeral processions,
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/5|Treacherous Girl]] |
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| | # [[The Odes/Book I/6|A Tribute to Agrippa ]] |
| the poor farmer, in the fields, courts your favour | | # [[The Odes/Book I/7|Tibur (the modern Tivoli) ]] |
| with anxious prayers: you, mistress of ocean,
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/8|To Lydia: Stop Ruining Sybaris! ]] |
| the sailor who cuts the Carpathian
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/9|Winter]] |
| Sea, in a Bithynian sailing boat:
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/10| To Mercury]] |
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| | # [[The Odes/Book I/11| Carpe Diem]] |
| you, the fierce Dacian, wandering Scythian,
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/12|Praising Augustus]] |
| cities, and peoples, and warlike Latium,
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/13|His Jealousy]] |
| mothers of barbarous kings, tyrants,
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/14|The Ship of State]] |
| clothed in their royal purple, all fear you,
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/15|Nereus’ Prophecy of Troy]] |
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| | # [[The Odes/Book I/16|He Repents]] |
| in case you demolish the standing pillar
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/17|The Delights of the Country]] |
| with a careless foot, or the tumultuous crowd
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/18|Wine]] |
| incite the peaceful: ‘To arms, to arms’,
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/19|Glycera’s Beauty]] |
| and shatter the supreme authority.
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/20|To Maecenas]] |
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| | # [[The Odes/Book I/21|Hymn to Diana]] |
| Grim Necessity always treads before you,
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/22| Singing of Lalage (Integer Vitae)]] |
| and she’s carrying the spikes and the wedges
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/23| Chloë, Don’t Run.]] |
| in her bronze hand, and the harsh irons
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/24| A Lament For Quintilius]] |
| and the molten lead aren’t absent either.
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/25| A Prophecy of Age]] |
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| | # [[The Odes/Book I/26| A Garland For Lamia]] |
| Hope cultivates you, and rarest Loyalty,
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/27| Entanglement]] |
| her hands bound in sacred white, will not refuse
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/28| Three Handfuls of Earth]] |
| her friendship when you, their enemy,
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/29| Off To The Wars]] |
| desert the great houses plunged in mourning.
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/30| Ode To Venus]] |
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| | # [[The Odes/Book I/31| A Prayer to Apollo]] |
| But the disloyal mob, and the perjured whores
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/32| To the Lyre]] |
| vanish, and friends scatter when they’ve drunk our wine
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/33| Tibullus, Don’t Grieve]] |
| to the lees, unequal to bearing
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/34| Fortune’s Changes]] |
| the heavy yoke of all our misfortunes.
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/35| To Fortune]] |
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| | # [[The Odes/Book I/36| Numida’s Back Again]] |
| Guard our Caesar who’s soon setting off again
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/37| Cleopatra]] |
| against the earth’s far-off Britons, and guard
| | # [[The Odes/Book I/38| The Simple Myrtle]] |
| the fresh young levies, who’ll scare the East
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| in those regions along the Red Sea’s shores.
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| Alas, the shame of our scars and wickedness,
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| and our dead brothers. What has our harsh age spared?
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| What sinfulness have we left untried?
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| What have the young men held their hands back from,
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| in fear of the gods? Where are the altars they’ve left
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| alone? O may you remake our blunt weapons
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| on fresh anvils so we can turn them
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| against the Scythians and the Arabs.
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| === I: XXXVI Numida’s Back Again === | | === Index of First Lines === |
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| With music, and incense, and blood
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| of a bullock, delight in placating the gods
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| that guarded our Numida well,
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| who’s returned safe and sound, from the farthest West, now,
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| showering a host of kisses
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| on every dear friend, but on none of us more than
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| lovely Lamia, remembering
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| their boyhood spent under the self-same master,
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| their togas exchanged together.
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| Don’t allow this sweet day to lack a white marker,
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| no end to the wine jars at hand,
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| no rest for our feet in the Salian fashion,
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| Don’t let wine-heavy Damalis
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| conquer our Bassus in downing the Thracian draughts.
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| Don’t let our feast lack for roses,
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| or the long-lasting parsley, or the brief lilies:
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| we’ll all cast our decadent eyes
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| on Damalis, but Damalis won’t be parted
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| from that new lover of hers she’s
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| clasping, more tightly than the wandering ivy.
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| === I: XXXVII Cleopatra ===
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| Now’s the time for drinking deep, and now’s the time
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| to beat the earth with unfettered feet, the time
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| to set out the gods’ sacred couches,
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| my friends, and prepare a Salian feast.
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| It would have been wrong, before today, to broach
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| the Caecuban wines from out the ancient bins,
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| while a maddened queen was still plotting
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| the Capitol’s and the empire’s ruin,
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| with her crowd of deeply-corrupted creatures
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| sick with turpitude, she, violent with hope
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| of all kinds, and intoxicated
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| by Fortune’s favour. But it calmed her frenzy
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| that scarcely a single ship escaped the flames,
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| and Caesar reduced the distracted thoughts, bred
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| by Mareotic wine, to true fear,
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| pursuing her close as she fled from Rome,
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| out to capture that deadly monster, bind her,
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| as the sparrow-hawk follows the gentle dove
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| or the swift hunter chases the hare,
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| over the snowy plains of Thessaly.
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| But she, intending to perish more nobly,
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| showed no sign of womanish fear at the sword,
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| nor did she even attempt to win
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| with her speedy ships to some hidden shore.
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| And she dared to gaze at her fallen kingdom
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| with a calm face, and touch the poisonous asps
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| with courage, so that she might drink down
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| their dark venom, to the depths of her heart,
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| growing fiercer still, and resolving to die:
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| scorning to be taken by hostile galleys,
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| and, no ordinary woman, yet queen
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| no longer, be led along in proud triumph.
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| === I: XXXVIII The Simple Myrtle ===
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| My child, how I hate Persian ostentation,
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| garlands twined around lime-tree bark displease me:
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| forget your chasing, to find all the places
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| where late roses fade.
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| You’re eager, take care, that nothing enhances
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| the simple myrtle: it’s not only you that
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| it graces, the servant, but me as I drink,
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| beneath the dark vine.
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| == Index of First Lines ==
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| Maecenas, descendant of royal ancestors,6
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| The Father’s sent enough dread hail7
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| May the goddess, queen of Cyprus,9
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| Fierce winter slackens its grip: it’s spring and the west wind’s sweet ……11
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| What slender boy, Pyrrha, drowned in liquid perfume,12
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| You should be penned as brave, and a conqueror13
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| Let others sing in praise of Rhodes, or Mytilene,14
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| Lydia, by all the gods,16
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| See how Soracte stands glistening with snowfall,17
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| Mercury, eloquent grandson of Atlas,18
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| Leuconoë, don’t ask, we never know, what fate the gods grant us,19
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| What god, man, or hero do you choose to praise. 20
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| When you, Lydia, start to praise. 22
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| O ship the fresh tide carries back to sea again.23
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| While Paris, the traitorous shepherd, her guest,24
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| O lovelier child of a lovely mother,26
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| Swift Faunus, the god, will quite often exchange. 27
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| Cultivate no plant, my Varus, before the rows of sacred vines,28
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| Cruel Venus, Cupid’s mother,29
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| Come and drink with me, rough Sabine in cheap cups,30
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| O tender virgins sing, in praise of Diana,31
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| The man who is pure of life, and free of sin,32
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| You run away from me as a fawn does, Chloë,33
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| What limit, or restraint, should we show at the loss. 34
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| Now the young men come less often, violently. 35
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| Friend of the Muses, I’ll throw sadness and fear36
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| To fight with wine-cups intended for pleasure. 37
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| You, my Archytas, philosopher, and measurer of land,38
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| of the sea, of wide sands, are entombed. 38
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| Iccius, are you gazing with envy, now,40
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| O Venus, the queen of Cnidos and Paphos,41
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| What is the poet’s request to Apollo?. 42
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| I’m called on. O Lyre, if I’ve ever played. 43
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| Tibullus, don’t grieve too much, when you remember44
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| Once I wandered, an expert in crazy wisdom,45
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| O goddess, who rules our lovely Antium,46
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| Now’s the time for drinking deep, and now’s the time. 49
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| My child, how I hate Persian ostentation,51
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| == Metres Used in Book I. ==
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| 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.
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| Alcaic Strophe: 11 (5+6) twice, 9, 10
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| used in Odes: 9,16,17,26,27,29,31,34,35,37
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| Sapphic and Adonic: 11(5+6) three times, 5
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| Odes: 2,10,12,20,22,25,30,32,38
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| First Asclepiadean: 12 (6+6) all lines
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| Ode: 1
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| Second Asclepiadean: 8, 12 (6+6), alternating
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| Odes: 3,13,19,36
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| Third Asclepiadean: 12 (6+6) three times, 8
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| Odes: 6,15,24,33
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| Fourth Asclepiadean: 12 (6+6) twice, 7, 8
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| Odes: 5,14,21,23
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| Fifth Asclepiadean: 16 (6+4+6) all lines
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| Ode: 11, 18
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| Alcmanic Strophe: 17 (7+10) or less, 11 or less, alternating
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| Odes: 7,28
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| First Archilochian: 17 (7+10) or less, 7 alternating
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| Odes: None in Book I
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| Fourth Archilochian Strophe: 18 (7+11) or less, 11 (5+6) alternating
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| Ode: 4
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| Second Sapphic Strophe: 7, 15 (5+10) alternating
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| Ode: 8
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| Trochaic Strophe: 7,11 alternating
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| Odes: None in Book I
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| Ionic a Minore: 16 twice, 8
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| Odes: None in Book I
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