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The Works of Horace In English Verse

By several hands. Collected and Published By Mr. Duncombe. With Notes Historical and Critical
Duncombe, John (1729-1786)
  
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VOLUME the FIRST.
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THE FIRST BOOK OF THE ODES OF HORACE.
  
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 I. 
ODE I. To Mæcenas.
 II. 
ODE II. To Augustus Cæsar.
 III. 
ODE III.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 IV. 
ODE IV. To Sestius.
 V. 
ODE V. To Pyrrha.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 VI. 
ODE VI. To Agrippa.
  
The Same Ode, Imitated, and addressed to the Duke of Marlborough
 VII. 
ODE VII. To Munatius Plancus.
 VIII. 
ODE VIII. To Lydia.
 IX. 
ODE IX. To Thaliarchus.
  
The Same Ode, Imitated. To Philander.
 X. 
ODE X. To Mercury.
 XI. 
ODE XI. To Leuconoe.
 XII. 
ODE XII. To Augustus.
 XIII. 
ODE XIII. To Lydia.
 XIV. 
ODE XIV.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 XV. 
ODE XV. The Prophecy of Nereus.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 XVI. 
ODE XVI. To Tyndaris, Whom he had insulted in Iämbic Verse.
 XVII. 
ODE XVII. To the Same.
 XVIII. 
ODE XVIII. To Varus.
 XIX. 
ODE XIX. An Invocation to Venus.
 XX. 
ODE XX. To Mæcenas.
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ODE XXI. An Hymn to Apollo and Diana.
  
DUETTO.
 XXII. 
ODE XXII. To Aristius Fuscus.
  
The Same Ode Paraphrased. By John Hughes, Esq;
 XXIII. 
ODE XXIII. To Cloe.
 XXIV. 
ODE XXIV. To Virgil.
 XXV. 
ODE XXV. To Lydia.
 XXVI. 
ODE XXVI. To the Muse.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 XXVII. 
ODE XXVII. To his Companions.
 XXVIII. 
ODE XXVIII. A Dialogue between the Ghost of Archytas and a Mariner.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 XXIX. 
ODE XXIX. To Iccius, a Philosopher.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 XXX. 
ODE XXX. To Venus.
  
The Same Ode Imitated In the Person of General Ch---ll.
 XXXI. 
ODE XXXI. To Apollo.
 XXXII. 
ODE XXXII. To his Harp.
 XXXIII. 
ODE XXXIII. To Albius Tibullus.
 XXXIV. 
ODE XXXIV.
 XXXV. 
ODE XXXV. To Fortune.
 XXXVI. 
ODE XXXVI. On the Return of Numida from Spain.
 XXXVII. 
ODE XXXVII. Occasioned by the Sea-fight near Actium,
 XXXVIII. 
ODE XXXVIII. To his Boy.
  
The Same Ode.
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THE SECOND BOOK OF THE ODES OF HORACE.
  
[dedication]
 I. 
ODE I. To Caïus Asinius Pollio.
 II. 
ODE II. To Caius Sallust Crispus.
 III. 
ODE III. To Dellius.
 IV. 
ODE IV. To Xanthias Phoceus.
 V. 
ODE V.
 VI. 
ODE VI. To Septimius.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 VII. 
ODE VII. To Pompeius Varus.
 VIII. 
ODE VIII. To Bariné.
 IX. 
ODE IX. To Valgius.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 X. 
ODE X. To Licinius.
 XI. 
ODE XI. To Quintius Hirpinus.
 XII. 
ODE XII. To Mæcenas.
 XIII. 
ODE XIII. On a Tree, by whose Fall he had like to have been killed.
 XIV. 
ODE XIV. To Posthumus.
 XV. 
ODE XV. Against the Luxury of the Times.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 XVI. 
ODE XVI. To Grosphus.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 XVII. 
ODE XVII. To Mæcenas,
 XVIII. 
ODE XVIII.
 XIX. 
ODE XIX. A Hymn to Bacchus.
 XX. 
ODE XX. To Mæcenas.
  
ODE.
 XIV. 
Ode XIV. Imitated.
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THE THIRD BOOK OF THE ODES OF HORACE.
  
[dedication]
  
Prologue.
 I. 
ODE I.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 II. 
ODE II. To his Friends.
 III. 
ODE III.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 IV. 
ODE IV. To Calliope.
 V. 
ODE V.
 VI. 
ODE VI. To the Roman People.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 VII. 
ODE VII. To Asterie.
 VIII. 
ODE VIII. To Mæcenas.
 IX. 
ODE IX. A Dialogue between Horace and Lydia.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 X. 
ODE X. To Lycé.
 XI. 
ODE XI. To Mercury.
 XII. 
ODE XII. To Neobule.
 XIII. 
ODE XIII. To the Nymph presiding over the Blandusian Fountain.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 XIV. 
ODE XIV. On the Return of Augustus from Spain.
 XV. 
ODE XV. To Chloris.
 XVI. 
ODE XVI. To Mæcenas,
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 XVII. 
ODE XVII. To Ælius Lamia.
 XVIII. 
ODE XVIII. To Faunus.
 XIX. 
ODE XIX. To Telephus.
 XX. 
ODE XX. To Pyrrhus.
 XXI. 
ODE XXI. To his Cask.
 XXII. 
ODE XXII. To Diana.
 XXIII. 
ODE XXIII. To Phidylé.
 XXIV. 
ODE XXIV.
 XXV. 
ODE XXV. To Bacchus.
  
The Same Ode Paraphrased.
 XXVI. 
ODE XXVI. To Venus.
 XXVII. 
ODE XXVII. To Galatea,
 XXVIII. 
ODE XXVIII. To Lydé.
 XXIX. 
ODE XXIX. To Mæcenas.
 XXX. 
ODE XXX.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
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THE FOURTH BOOK OF THE ODES OF HORACE.
  
[dedication]
 I. 
ODE I. To Venus.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 II. 
ODE II. To Antonius Julus.
  
Part of The Same Ode Imitated.
 III. 
ODE III. To his Muse.
  
The Same ODE Imitated.
 IV. 
ODE IV. The Praises of Drusus and Tiberius.
 V. 
ODE V. To Augustus.
  
The Same ODE Imitated.
 VI. 
ODE VI. To Apollo.
 VII. 
ODE VII. To Manlius Lucius Torquatus.
 VIII. 
ODE VIII. To Martius Censorinus.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 IX. 
ODE IX. To Lollius.
  
The Same ODE Imitated.
 X. 
ODE X. To Ligurina.
 XI. 
ODE XI. To Phyllis.
 XII. 
ODE XII. To Virgil.
  
The Same Ode Imitated.
 XIII. 
ODE XIII.
 XIV. 
ODE XIV. To Augustus.
 XV. 
ODE XV. To Augustus.
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VOLUME the SECOND and LAST.
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THE FIFTH BOOK OF THE ODES OF HORACE. COMMONLY CALLED THE EPODES.
  
[dedication]
 I. 
ODE I. To Mæcenas.
 II. 
ODE II. The Praises of a Country Life.
  
The Same ODE Imitated.
 III. 
ODE III. To Mæcenas.
 IV. 
ODE IV. To Menas, Pompey's Freed-man.
 V. 
ODE V. Canidia.
 VI. 
ODE VI. To Cassius Severus.
 VII. 
ODE VII. To the Roman People.
 IX. 
ODE IX. To Mæcenas.
 X. 
ODE X. On Mævius.
 XI. 
ODE XI. To Pettius.
 XIII. 
ODE XIII. To a Friend.
 XIV. 
ODE XIV. To Mæcenas.
 XV. 
ODE XV. To Neæra.
 XVI. 
ODE XVI. To the Roman People.
 XVII. 
ODE XVII. To Canidia.
  
Canidia's Answer.
  
THE SECULAR ODE.
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THE FIRST BOOK OF THE SATIRES OF HORACE.
 I. 
SATIRE I.
 III. 
SATIRE III.
 IV. 
SATIRE IV.
 V. 
SATIRE V.
 VI. 
SATIRE VI. To Mæcenas. The Qualities of true Nobility.
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THE SATIRES AND EPISTLES By Several Hands.
 VII. 
SATIRE VII.
 VIII. 
SATIRE VIII.
 IX. 
SATIRE IX.
 X. 
SATIRE X.
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THE SECOND BOOK OF THE SATIRES OF HORACE.
  
[dedication]
 I. 
SATIRE I. Horace and Trebatius.
 II. 
SATIRE II. Of Frugality.
 III. 
SATIRE III. Damasippus. Horace.
 IV. 
SATIRE IV.
 V. 
SATIRE V. Ulysses and Tiresias.
 VI. 
SATIRE VI.
 VII. 
SATIRE VII. A Dialogue between Horace and his Slave.
  
The Same SATIRE Imitated.
 VIII. 
SATIRE VIII. Horace and Fundanius.
  
The MISER's FEAST. Being the Same SATIRE Imitated.
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THE FIRST BOOK OF THE EPISTLES OF HORACE.
  
[dedication]
 I. 
EPISTLE I. To Mæcenas.
 II. 
EPISTLE II. To Lollius.
  
The Same EPISTLE Imitated.
 III. 
EPISTLE III. To Julius Florus.
  
The Same EPISTLE Imitated.
 IV. 
EPISTLE IV. To Albius Tibullus.
  
The Same EPISTLE Imitated.
  
To a Gentleman, whose Father had left the Bulk of his Estate to a younger Son. In Allusion to the Same Epistle.
 V. 
EPISTLE V. To Torquatus.
  
The Same EPISTLE Imitated.
 VI. 
EPISTLE VI. To Numicius.
  
The Same EPISTLE Imitated.
 VII. 
EPISTLE VII. To Mæcenas.
  
The Same EPISTLE Imitated.
 VIII. 
EPISTLE VIII. To Celsus Albinovanus.
  
The Same EPISTLE Imitated.
 IX. 
EPISTLE IX. To Claudius Tiberius Nero.
  
The Same EPISTLE Imitated.
 X. 
EPISTLE X. To Fuscus Aristius.
  
The Same EPISTLE Imitated.
 XI. 
EPISTLE XI. To Bullatius.
  
The Same EPISTLE Imitated.
 XII. 
EPISTLE XII. To Iccius.
  
The Same EPISTLE Imitated.
 XIII. 
EPISTLE XIII. To Vinius Asella.
  
The Same EPISTLE Imitated.
 XIV. 
EPISTLE XIV. To his Country Steward.
  
The Same EPISTLE Imitated.
 XV. 
EPISTLE XV. To Numonius Vala.
 XVI. 
EPISTLE XVI. To Quintius.
 XVII. 
EPISTLE XVII. To Scæva.
  
The Same EPISTLE Imitated.
  
EPISTLE XVIII. To Lollius.
  
The Same EPISTLE Imitated.
 XIX. 
EPISTLE XIX. To Mæcenas.
  
The Same EPISTLE Imitated.
 XX. 
EPISTLE XX.
  
The Same EPISTLE Imitated.
  
The latter Part of SATIRE II. BOOK II. Imitated.
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THE SECOND BOOK OF THE EPISTLES OF HORACE.
  
[dedication]
 I. 
EPISTLE I. To Augustus.
 II. 
EPISTLE II. To Julius Florus.
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THE THIRD BOOK OF THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. COMMONLY CALLED The ART of POETRY .
  
[dedication]
  
The Art of Poetry. Addressed to L. PISO, and his Two Sons.

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326

The Same Ode Imitated.

[Danaë, inclosed in Towers of Brass]

By Mr. Samuel Say.
Danaë , inclosed in Towers of Brass,
Strong Iron Gates and opening Dogs
Wakeful, had well secur'd by Day,
Had well secur'd by Night;
If Jove and Venus had not mock'd
The jealous Sire—So Fables tell—
Vain Iron! Vain Brass! transform'd to Gold,
He won the greedy Maid.
When Gold appears, the Guards retire,
The Floods divide, the Rocks are rent;
Not Thunder flings the fiery Bolt
With such resistless Power.
Subjects their Kings, and Priests their Gods,
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Exchange for Gold. The Gownman Right
And Wrong confounds: For Gold he pleads;
For Gold betrays the Cause.
Touch'd by thy stronger Force, tow'rds Thee
The Compass veers, almighty Gold!
Before thee Wisdom, Valour, Sense,
And Virtue is no more.
Care follows close, where Gold precedes:
Sweet Innocence, Contentment, Peace,
No more shall bless the Day; no more
Soft Slumbers bless the Night.
This Horace saw, wise Bard! and durst
Refuse the glittering Bribe; to share
With Cæsar all the World; to share
The World, and share the Toil.
‘Tempt me no more, Mæcenas, tempt
‘No more thy Flaccus to aspire
‘To Wealth and Power; he fears the Helm
‘Because he fears the Storm.
‘What we deny ourselves, just Heaven
‘Restores with Interest. Naked, see!
‘Naked thy humble Friend deserts
‘The Party of the Great.
‘Glad Fugitive—he longs to reach
328

‘The Camp of the contented Few,
‘Whose little is enough—Enough—
‘That sweeter Word for All!’
O decent Pride! O truly Lord
Of his Possessions, who still bears
A Soul above them! richer far
Than all Apulia's Stores,
Heap'd in the crowded Barn, could make
The Mind, that covets without End,
And, drinking, thirsts for more! O Wretch,
In utmost Plenty, poor!
A silver Stream, a silent Grove,
A Summer's Eve, a small Estate,
Still faithful to its Lord: A Life
Retir'd from Noise or Care,
Steals thro' the World, with Joys unknown
To the profaner Mind; with Joys
Unknown to crowded Courts; to Peers,
And scepter'd Kings, unknown!
Tho' no proud Palace loads the Ground,
Or towers into the Sky; no Car,
With gilded Trappings gay, behind
Bestuck with pamper'd Slaves,
Moves slow in State; nor costly Wines
329

Tokay, Champaign, or Burgundy,
Nor high Ragouts deceive the Taste,
And progagate Disease!
Yet fair Content my Cottage chears;
Lettuce and Pease my Garden yields:
Plain Food, soft Ale, and homebrew'd Wines,
Still crown my healthful Board.
Thro' fragrant Fields, or spreading Lawns,
Where the Sheep graze, and Oxen low,
Or stalks the Stag, with Head erect,
I sometimes musing rove:
Pleas'd with his Load, sometimes my Pad
Smooth ambles to the neighbouring Gate,
Which opens friendly to receive
The not unwelcome Guest.
Happy! who knows himself, and knows
To judge of Happiness; to whom
Wise Heaven, with kind but frugal Hand,
Has each just Want supplied.
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