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The works of Horace, translated into verse

With a prose interpretation, for the help of students. And occasional notes. By Christopher Smart ... In four volumes
Smart, Christopher (1722-1771)

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VOLUME I.
  
[dedication]
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THE FIRST BOOK OF THE ODES OF HORACE.
 I. 
ODE I. TO MÆCENAS.
 II. 
ODE II. TO AUGUSTUS CÆSAR.
 III. 
ODE III.
 IV. 
ODE IV. TO SEXTIUS, A PERSON OF CONSULAR DIGNITY .
 V. 
ODE V. TO PYRRHA.
 VI. 
ODE VI. TO AGRIPPA.
 VII. 
ODE VII. TO MUNATIUS PLANCUS, A PERSON OF CONSULAR DIGNITY
 VIII. 
ODE VIII. TO LYDIA.
 IX. 
ODE IX. TO THALIARCHUS.
 X. 
ODE X. TO MERCURY.
 XI. 
ODE XI. TO LEUCONOE.
 XII. 
ODE XII. TO AUGUSTUS.
 XIII. 
ODE XIII. TO LYDIA.
 XIV. 
ODE XIV. TO THE REPUBLIC OF ROME, ON THE RENEWAL OF THE CIVIL WAR.
 XV. 
ODE XV. THE PREDICTIONS OF NEREUS CONCERNING THE DESTRUCTION OF TROY.
 XVI. 
ODE XVI. TO HIS MISTRESS.
 XVII. 
ODE XVII. TO TYNDARIS.
 XVIII. 
ODE XVIII. TO QUINTILIUS VARUS.
 XIX. 
ODE XIX. OF GLYCERA.
 XX. 
ODE XX. TO MÆCENAS.
 XXI. 
ODE XXI. TO APOLLO AND DIANA.
 XXII. 
ODE XXII. TO ARISTIUS FUSCUS.
 XXIII. 
ODE XXIII. TO CHLOE.
 XXIV. 
ODE XXIV. TO VIRGIL.
 XXV. 
ODE XXV. TO LYDIA.
 XXVI. 
ODE XXVI. TO THE MUSE, CONCERNING ÆLIUS LAMIA.
 XXVII. 
ODE XXVII. TO HIS BOTTLE-COMPANIONS.
 XXVIII. 
ODE XXVIII.
 XXIX. 
ODE XXIX. TO ICCIUS.
 XXX. 
ODE XXX. TO VENUS.
 XXXI. 
ODE XXXI. TO APOLLO.
 XXXII. 
ODE XXXII. TO HIS LYRE.
 XXXIII. 
ODE XXXIII. TO ALBIUS TIBULLUS.
 XXXIV. 
ODE XXXIV. TO HIMSELF.
 XXXV. 
ODE XXXV. TO FORTUNE.
 XXXVI. 
ODE XXXVI. TO POMPONIUS NUMIDA.
 XXXVII. 
ODE XXXVII. TO HIS COMPANIONS.
 XXXVIII. 
ODE XXXVIII. TO HIS SERVANT.
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THE SECOND BOOK OF THE ODES OF HORACE.
 I. 
ODE I. TO C. ASINIUS POLLIO.
 II. 
ODE II. TO C. SALLUSTIUS CRISPUS.
 III. 
ODE III. TO DELLIUS.
 IV. 
ODE IV. TO XANTHIUS PHOCEUS.
 V. 
ODE V. ON LALAGE.
 VI. 
ODE VI. TO SEPTIMIUS.
 VII. 
ODE VII. TO POMPEIUS VARUS.
 VIII. 
ODE VIII. TO JULIA BARINE.
 IX. 
ODE IX. TO VALGIUS.
 X. 
ODE X. TO LICINIUS.
 XI. 
ODE XI. TO QUINTIUS HIRPINUS.
 XII. 
ODE XII. TO MÆCENAS.
 XIII. 
ODE XIII. UPON THE TREE BY WHOSE SUDDEN FALL HE HAD LIKE TO HAVE BEEN CRUSHED.
 XIV. 
ODE XIV. TO POSTHUMUS.
 XV. 
ODE XV. UPON THE LUXURY OF THE AGE HE LIVED IN.
 XVI. 
ODE XVI. TO GROSPHUS.
 XVII. 
ODE XVII. TO MÆCENAS, WHEN SICK.
 XVIII. 
ODE XVIII.
 XIX. 
ODE XIX. ON BACCHUS.
 XX. 
ODE XX. TO MÆCENAS.
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THE THIRD BOOK OF THE ODES OF HORACE.
 I. 
ODE I.
 II. 
ODE II. TO HIS FRIRNDS.
 III. 
ODE III.
 IV. 
ODE IV.
 V. 
ODE V.
 VI. 
ODE VI. TO THE ROMANS, ON THE CORRUPT MANNERS OF HIS AGE.
 VII. 
ODE VII. TO ASTERIE.
 VIII. 
ODE VIII. TO MÆCENAS.
 IX. 
ODE IX. TO LYDIA.
 X. 
ODE X. UPON LYCE.
 XI. 
ODE XI. TO MERCURY.
 XII. 
ODE XII. TO NEOBULE.
 XIII. 
ODE XIII. TO THE FOUNTAIN BLANDUSIA.
 XIV. 
ODE XIV. TO THE ROMAN PEOPLE.
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VOLUME II.
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THE THIRD BOOK OF THE ODES OF HORACE [Cont'd.].
 XV. 
ODE XV. ON CHLORIS.
 XVI. 
ODE XVI. TO MÆCENAS.
 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 WINE-JAR.
 XXII. 
ODE XXII. TO DIANA.
 XXIII. 
ODE XXIII TO PHIDILE.
 XXIV. 
ODE XXIV. UPON THE RICH AND COVETOUS.
 XXV. 
ODE XXV. TO BACCHUS.
 XXVI. 
ODE XXVI. TO VENUS.
 XXVII. 
ODE XXVII. TO GALATEA, ON POINT TO GO ABROAD.
 XXVIII. 
ODE XXVIII. TO LYDE.
 XXIX. 
ODE XXIX. TO MÆCENAS.
 XXX. 
ODE XXX. TO THE MUSE MELPOMENE.
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THE FOURTH BOOK OF THE ODES OF HORACE.
 I. 
ODE I. TO VENUS.
 II. 
ODE II. TO ANTONIUS JULUS, THE SON OF MARK ANTONY, OF THE TRIUMVIRATE.
 III. 
ODE III. TO MELPOMENE.
 IV. 
ODE IV. TO THE CITY OF ROME, CONCERNING THE GENIUS OF DRUSUS, AND HIS EDUCATION UNDER AUGUSTUS.
 V. 
ODE V. TO AUGUSTUS.
 VI. 
ODE VI. TO APOLLO AND DIANA.
 VII. 
ODE VII. TO L. MANLIUS TORQUATUS.
 VIII. 
ODE VIII. TO MARTIUS CENSORINUS.
 IX. 
ODE IX. TO LOLLIUS.
 X. 
ODE X. TO PHYLLIS.
 XI. 
ODE XI. TO VIRGIL.
 XII. 
ODE XII. UPON LYCE, AN ANTIQUATED COURTEZAN.
 XIII. 
ODE XIII. TO AUGUSTUS.
 XIV. 
ODE XIV. THE PRAISES OF AUGUSTUS.
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THE BOOK OF THE EPODES OF HORACE.
 I. 
EPODE I. TO MÆCENAS.
 II. 
EPODE II. THE PRAISES OF A COUNTRY LIFE.
 III. 
EPODE III. TO MÆCENAS.
 IV. 
EPODE IV. TO VOLTEIUS MENA.
 V. 
EPODE V. UPON CANIDIA THE SORCERESS.
 VI. 
EPODE VI. AGAINST CASSIUS SEVERUS.
 VII. 
EPODE VII. TO THE ROMAN PEOPLE.
 VIII. 
EPODE VIII. TO MÆCENAS.
 IX. 
EPODE IX. AGAINST MÆVIUS THE POET.
 X. 
EPODE X. TO PETTIUS, A BON-COMPANION OF HIS.
 XI. 
EFODE XI. TO HIS HUMOUROUS FRIENDS, THAT THEY WOULD PASS THE WINTER MERRILY.
 XII. 
EPODE XII. TO MÆCENAS.
 XIII. 
EPODE XIII. TO HIS MISTRESS NEÆRA
 XIV. 
EPODE XIV. TO THE PEOPLE OF ROME.
 XV. 
EPODE XV. TO CANIDIA.
 XVI. 
EPODE XVI. CANIDIA'S ANSWER
  
THE SECULAR ODE
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ODE ON SAINT CECILIA'S DAY
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VOLUME III.
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THE FIRST BOOK OF THE SATIRES OF HORACE.
 I. 
SATIRE I.
 II. 
SATIRE II.
 III. 
SATIRE III.
 IV. 
SATIRE IV.
 V. 
SATIRE V.
 VI. 
SATIRE VI. To Mæcenas.
 VII. 
SATIRE VII.
 VIII. 
SATIRE VIII.
 IX. 
SATIRE IX.
 X. 
SATIRE X.
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THE SECOND BOOK OF THE SATIRES OF HORACE.
 I. 
SATIRE I.
 II. 
SATIRE II.
 III. 
SATIRE III.
 IV. 
SATIRE IV.
 V. 
SATIRE V.
 VI. 
SATIRE VI.
 VII. 
SATIRE VII.
 VIII. 
SATIRE VIII.
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VOLUME IV.
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THE FIRST BOOK OF THE EPISTLES OF HORACE.
 I. 
EPISTLE I. To Mæcenas.
 II. 
EPISTLE II. To Lollius.
 III. 
EPISTLE III. To Julius Florus.
 IV. 
EPISTLE IV. To Albius Tibullus.
 V. 
EPISTLE V. To Torquatus.
 VI. 
EPISTLE VI. To Numicius.
 VII. 
EPISTLE VII. To Mæcenas.
 VIII. 
EPISTLE VIII. To Celsus Albinovanus.
 IX. 
EPISTLE IX. To Claudius Nero.
 X. 
EPISTLE X. To Fuscus Aristius.
 XI. 
EPISTLE XI. To Bullatius returned from Asia.
 XII. 
EPISTLE XII. To Iccius.
 XIII. 
EPISTLE XIII. To Vinnius Asella.
 XIV. 
EPISTLE XIV. To his Steward in the Country.
 XV. 
EPISTLE XV. To Vala.
 XVI. 
EPISTLE XVI. To Quintius.
 XVII. 
EPISTLE XVII. To Scæva.
 XVIII. 
EPISTLE XVIII. To Lollius.
 XIX. 
EPISTLE XIX. To Mæcenas.
 XX. 
EPISTLE XX. To his Book.
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THE SECOND BOOK OF THE EPISTLES OF HORACE.
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EPISTLE I. To Augustus.
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EPISTLE II. To Julius Florus.
  
HORACE HIS ART OF POETRY.

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EPISTLE XIV. To his Steward in the Country.

He reprehends his Steward's desire to live in the city, and in the mean time capriciously despising the country, which aforetime he secretly longed for.

O steward! of my small estate,
Whose woods and fields new life create
In me, tho' scorn'd by you thro' pride,
Where five good families reside;
And which in days of old sent down
Five Senators to Baria's town:
Let's try, if I the best succeed,
In plucking up each thorn and weed,
That in the inward man is found,
Or you in clearing of the ground;
And which the least offence has got,
Or Horace, or his Sabine spot?
Albeit the piety and woe
Of Lamia, which no bounds will know,
For his lost brother still severe,
Detain me for a season here;
Yet all my heart, and all my mind,
Are solely thither-wards inclin'd,
And fondly longs to break abrupt,
On all barriers that interrupt.
I say the country-life is best;
You for the citizen contest;
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They with their own are in disgust,
Who for another's portion lust,
And each of us all sense disclaims,
Who either place unjustly blames;
The mind's in fault, which cannot shape
It's flight from it's own self to 'scape.
When you was drudge, for country air
You sigh'd with many a secret pray'r;
But now you're to a steward rais'd,
The town, the stews, and baths, are prais'd:
I have a more consistent heart,
And always pensively depart,
Whenever back to Rome my fate
Drags me to business that I hate.
From different bents we disagree,
For what appears to such as thee,
All horrid scenes, and desart waste,
Are pleasant to a man of taste,
Who thinks with me, and must despise
Things that are charming in your eyes.
The greasy taverns, and the stews,
I know, make you the city chuse.
Besides, I rear within my fence,
The pepper, and the frankinsence;
Nor yield my rocks the grape so quick,
Nor have you there a tavern tick,
Nor minstrel harlot, to whose sound
You gambol cumb'rous to the ground.
And yet you plough with might and main
The fallows, that too long have lain,
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And finely tend the unyok'd beeves
And fill them with fresh gather'd leaves;
Besides the brook, in case of wet,
Adds to an idle fellow's sweat,
Best taught by embankations there,
The sunny meadow land to spare.
Come now attend, and you shall know
The reason why we differ so;
He who well-dress'd in essenc'd hair,
Cou'd scot-free please the venal fair,
He who from jovial noon to night,
Cou'd quaff Falernian with delight,
Now loves short meals, and sweet repose,
Where springs green grass, and riv'let flows;
Nor is it at one time of day,
So much a shame to have been gay,
As not to know one's hand to stay.
There's no one with an evil glance,
On my possessions looks askance,
Nor poisons there with secret spite,
Or slander's more audacious bite.
The neighbours smile to see me toil,
Clearing the clods and stone the soil—
You'd rather munch upon the fare,
Your fellow-slaves each day prepare,
There are your wishes and your joy—
Mean time the cunning errant-boy
Grudges the fewel and the flocks,
And what the kitchen-garden stocks.
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The ox wants trappings on his back,
The plough wou'd suit the lazy hack;
But I determine in that case,
That each shall keep his proper place.
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