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A Poetical Translation of the works of Horace

With the Original Text, and Critical Notes collected from his best Latin and French Commentators. By the Revd Mr. Philip Francis...The third edition
Francis, Philip (1708?-1773)
  
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VOL. I.
  
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THE ODES OF HORACE.
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THE FIRST BOOK OF THE ODES of HORACE.
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THE SECOND BOOK OF THE ODES of HORACE.
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THE THIRD BOOK OF THE ODES of HORACE.
 I. 
Ode I.
 II. 
Ode II. To his Friends.
 III. 
Ode III.
 IV. 
Ode IV. To Calliope.
 V. 
Ode V. The Praises of Augustus.
 VI. 
Ode VI. To the Romans.
 VII. 
Ode VII. To Asterie.
 VIII. 
Ode VIII. To Mæcenas.
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Ode IX. A Dialogue between Horace and Lydia.
 X. 
Ode X. To Lyce.
 XI. 
Ode XI. To Mercury.
 XII. 
Ode XII. To Neobule.
 XIII. 
Ode XIII. To the Fountain Bandusia.
 XIV. 
Ode XIV. On the Return of Augustus from Spain.
 XV. 
Ode XV. To 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 Cask.
 XXII. 
Ode XXII. To Diana.
 XXIII. 
Ode XXIII. To Phidyle.
 XXIV. 
Ode XXIV. Against Misers.
 XXV. 
Ode XXV. To Bacchus.
 XXVI. 
Ode XXVI. To Venus.
 XXVII. 
Ode XXVII. To Galatea.
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Ode XXVIII. To Lyde.
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Ode XXIX. To Mæcenas.
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Ode XXX. To Melpomene.
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THE FOURTH BOOK OF THE ODES of HORACE.
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THE BOOK OF THE EPODES of HORACE.
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THE SECULAR POEM.
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VOL. II.

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Ode XXII. To Diana.

Of Groves and Mountains guardian Maid,
Invok'd by three mysterious Names;
Goddess three-form'd, whose willing Aid
With gracious Power appears display'd,
From Death to save our pregnant Dames:
To thee I consecrate the Pine,
Which nodding waves my Villa round,
And here, beneath thy hallow'd Shrine,
Yearly shall bleed a festal Swine,
That meditates the side-long Wound.
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