The Odes and Epodon of Horace, In Five Books Translated into English by J. H. [i.e. John Harington] |
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To MÆVIUS the Poet. Epod. X.
Unworthy man. bad Poet, it seems, he prays in mirth, that Ship-wrack may befall him.
That stinking MÆVIUS doth bear;
Batter both sides, with horid Waves concurr'd,
Thou stern South-wind, remember there:
Let East-mind black (ore-turning Depths) abuse
Her Cables, Oars; dispersed, broke;
And Northern blast, such as to rend does use,
On Mountain-tops the trembling Oak:
Nor friendly Star shine forth that blackest Night,
When stormy, sad Orion falls;
No calmer Sea transport then did affright
Greek Conquerors, rac'd Trojan walls.
When PALLAS did, Troy burnt, her blustering wrath
'Gainst Ajax impious Ship display.
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Whilst thou wan-cheek'd appear'st like clay:
With strange unmanly houl, or whining kind,
Sower pray'rs sent to JOVE averse:
When th' Adrian Port, roaring through Northern wind,
Thy dismal Ship shall breaking pierce.
But if most dainty Prey, on crooked Shore
Stretch'd forth, for Sea-fowls thou become,
Choice lustful Goat, black Lamb shall from the store
Be sacrifiz'd to Storms, at home.
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