The Works of Horace In English Verse By several hands. Collected and Published By Mr. Duncombe. With Notes Historical and Critical |
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ODE IX. To Mæcenas.
When, in large Draughts of hoarded Wine,
At your high Palace shall we join,
Reserv'd for these distinguish'd Days,
And hear victorious Cæsar's Praise
Resounded by the tuneful Choir,
With Phrygian Pipe, and Doric Lyre?
When, happy Patron! thus fulfill
Almighty Jove's indulgent Will?
Such was the jovial Life we led,
When the Neptunian Hero fled,
(His Navy burnt) nor could retain
His boasted Empire of the Main,
Threat'ning to lead us in the Bands,
From which he freed the servile Hands.
At your high Palace shall we join,
Reserv'd for these distinguish'd Days,
And hear victorious Cæsar's Praise
Resounded by the tuneful Choir,
With Phrygian Pipe, and Doric Lyre?
When, happy Patron! thus fulfill
Almighty Jove's indulgent Will?
Such was the jovial Life we led,
When the Neptunian Hero fled,
(His Navy burnt) nor could retain
His boasted Empire of the Main,
Threat'ning to lead us in the Bands,
From which he freed the servile Hands.
A Roman (will our Sons believe
A Tale so shameful?) could receive
A Woman's Chain, and basely act
As wither'd Eunuchs would direct.
The Sun, 'midst Tents and Arms, survey'd
Th'Ægyptian Canopy display'd.
Two thousand Gauls, incens'd, beheld,
And with their Horses left the Field;
To Cæsar's Camp with Shouts they came,
Loudly resounding Cæsar's Name:
The hostile Galleys in the Haven
Lay ready, at a Signal given,
To put to Sea, and homeward steer,
And seek a promis'd Shelter there.
Hail! God of Triumph! hail! prepare
The Heifers white, and golden Car!
From Battles with Jugurtha fought
So great a Chief you never brought;
Nor ev'n from Africa, though Fame
Will ever Scipio's Worth proclaim,
And Carthage eternize his Name.
By Land and Sea subdu'd, the Foe
His Purple turns to Weeds of Woe;
And now for towering Crete his Sails
Are swell'd with inauspicious Gales,
Or seek the stormy Libyan Shore,
Or the wide Ocean wander o'er.
A Tale so shameful?) could receive
A Woman's Chain, and basely act
As wither'd Eunuchs would direct.
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Th'Ægyptian Canopy display'd.
Two thousand Gauls, incens'd, beheld,
And with their Horses left the Field;
To Cæsar's Camp with Shouts they came,
Loudly resounding Cæsar's Name:
The hostile Galleys in the Haven
Lay ready, at a Signal given,
To put to Sea, and homeward steer,
And seek a promis'd Shelter there.
Hail! God of Triumph! hail! prepare
The Heifers white, and golden Car!
From Battles with Jugurtha fought
So great a Chief you never brought;
Nor ev'n from Africa, though Fame
Will ever Scipio's Worth proclaim,
And Carthage eternize his Name.
By Land and Sea subdu'd, the Foe
His Purple turns to Weeds of Woe;
And now for towering Crete his Sails
Are swell'd with inauspicious Gales,
Or seek the stormy Libyan Shore,
Or the wide Ocean wander o'er.
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Boy, Cups of larger Size produce,
With Chian fill'd, or Lesbian Juice,
Though, nauseous Loathings to remove,
Cæcubian is the Wine I love.
Our Fears for Cæsar we'll resign,
And drown our Cares in generous Wine.
With Chian fill'd, or Lesbian Juice,
Though, nauseous Loathings to remove,
Cæcubian is the Wine I love.
Our Fears for Cæsar we'll resign,
And drown our Cares in generous Wine.
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