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The Odes and Epodon of Horace, In Five Books

Translated into English by J. H. [i.e. John Harington]
(1627?-1700)

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First Book.
 1. 
To MÆCENAS. Ode I.
 2. 
To AUGUSTUS. Ode 2.
 III. 
Ode III.
 IV. 
To L. SEXTIUS. Ode IV.
 5. 
To PYRRHA. Ode 5.
 VI. 
To AGRIPPA. Ode VI.
 7. 
To MUNATIUS PLANCUS. Ode 7.
 8. 
To LYDIA. Ode 8.
 IX. 
To THALIARCHUS. Ode IX.
 X. 
To MERCURY. Ode X.
 XI. 
To LEUCONOE. Ode XI.
 XII. 
To AUGUSTUS. Ode XII.
 XIII. 
To LYDIA. Ode XIII.
 XIV. 
To the Roman State, then renewing Civil Wars again. Ode. XIV.
 XV. 
NEREUS his Prophesie of the ruine of Troy. Ode XV.
 XVI. 
To his Love. Ode XVI.
 XVII. 
To TYNDARIS. Ode XVII.
 18. 
To VARIUS. Ode 18.
 XIX. 
To GLICERA. Ode XIX.
 XX. 
To MÆCENAS. Ode XX.
 XXI. 
Upon DIANA and APOLLO. Ode XXI.
 XXII. 
To ARISTIUS. Ode XXII.
 XXIII. 
To CHLOE. Ode XXIII.
 XXIV. 
To VIRGIL. Ode XXIV.
 XXV. 
To LYDIA. Ode XXV.
 XXVI. 
To his Muse, touching ÆLIUS LAMIUS. Ode XXVI.
 XXVII. 
To his Companions, That they should not quarrel in their Cups, barbarous fashion. Ode XXVII.
 XXVIII. 
Ode XXVIII.
 XXIX. 
To ACCIUS. Ode XXIX.
 XXX. 
To VENUS. Ode XXX.
 XXXI. 
To APOLLO. Ode XXXI.
 XXXII. 
To his Harp. Ode XXXII.
 XXXIII. 
To ALBIUS TIBULLUS. Ode XXXIII.
 XXXIV. 
To Himself. Ode XXXIV.
 XXXV. 
To FORTUNE. Ode XXXV.
 XXXVI. 
To POMPONIUS NUMIDAS. Ode XXXVI.
 XXXVII. 
To His COMPANIONS. Ode XXXVII.
 XXXVIII. 
To His SERVANT. Ode XXXVIII.
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HORACE HIS SECOND BOOK OF ODES.
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HORACE HIS THIRD BOOK OF ODES.
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HORACE HIS FOURTH BOOK OF ODES.
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HORACE HIS BOOK EPODON.

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To MERCURY. Ode X.

Whom he praises from his Eloquence, his Parents, his invention of the Harp, and Wrastling, with his great furtive Subtilty.

Atlas Grandchild, sweet MERCURY,
Who ruder Minds of old did'st frame
(Smooth-tongu'd) by Voice with industry
Taught Wrastlers Game.
Thee will I sing, the Envoy to JOVE,
To th' Gods; Harps Parent chief allow'd;
Strong-brain'd when sportful Stealth does move
Some Prize to shroud.
PHÆBUS, when scar'd (unquiver'd then)
Thee turn'd a Boy, till hid by guile
ADMETUS Beasts thou brought'st agen,
Pastor did smile.
Guide thou, rich PRIAM for his Son
Left Troy, th' ACRIDES both bereav'd,
Greeks watchful Fires (through which did run)
Cruel Tents deceiv'd.
Thou pious Souls in blisful Bow'rs
Do'st place, light Croud restraining though
With Golden rod; pleasing to th' Pow'rs
Above, below.
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