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The odes, epodes and Carmen Seculare of Horace (1719)

Oldisworth, William (1680-1734)

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THE ODES OF HORACE.
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BOOK I.
 I. 
ODE I. To Mæcenas.
 II. 
ODE II. To Augustus.
 III. 
ODE III.
 IV. 
ODE IV. To Sestius.
 V. 
ODE V. To Pyrrha.
 VI. 
ODE VI. To Agrippa.
 VII. 
ODE VII. To Munatius Plancus.
 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.
 XV. 
ODE XV.
 XVI. 
ODE XVI. To his Mistress.
 XVII. 
ODE XVII. To Tyndaris.
 XVIII. 
ODE XVIII. To Quintilius Varus.
 XIX. 
ODE XIX.
 XX. 
ODE XX. To Mæcenas.
 XXI. 
ODE XXI.
 XXII. 
ODE XXII. To Aristius.
 XXIII. 
ODE XXIII. To Chloe.
 XXIV. 
ODE XXIV. To Virgil.
 XXV. 
ODE XXV. To Lydia.
 XXVI. 
ODE XXVI. To his Muse.
 XXVII. 
ODE XXVII.
 XXVIII. 
ODE XXVIII.
 XXIX. 
ODE XXIX. To Iccius.
 XXX. 
ODE XXX. To Venus.
 XXXI. 
ODE XXXI. To Apollo.
 XXXII. 
ODE XXXII. To his Harp.
 XXXIII. 
ODE XXXIII. To Albius Tibullus.
 XXXIV. 
ODE XXXIV.
 XXXV. 
ODE XXXV. To Fortune.
 XXXVI. 
ODE XXXVI.
 XXXVII. 
ODE XXXVII.
 XXXVIII. 
ODE XXXVIII.
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BOOK II.
 I. 
ODE I. To Asinius Pollio.
 II. 
ODE II. To C. Crispus Sallustius.
 III. 
ODE III. To Delius.
 IV. 
ODE IV. To Xanthias Phoceus.
 V. 
ODE V.
 VI. 
ODE VI. To Septimius.
 VII. 
ODE VII. To Pompeius Varus.
 VIII. 
ODE VIII. To Barine.
 IX. 
ODE IX. To Valgius.
 X. 
ODE X. To Licinius Murena.
 XI. 
ODE XI. To Quintius Hirpinius.
 XII. 
ODE XII. To Mæcenas.
 XIII. 
ODE XIII.
 XIV. 
ODE XIV. To Posthumus.
 XV. 
ODE XV.
 XVI. 
ODE XVI. To Grosphus.
 XVII. 
ODE XVII. To Mæcenas.
 XVIII. 
ODE XVIII.
 XIX. 
ODE XIX.
 XX. 
ODE XX. To Mæcenas.
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BOOK III.
 I. 
ODE I. To Asinius Pollio.
 II. 
ODE II.
 III. 
ODE III.
 IV. 
ODE IV. To Calliope.
 V. 
ODE V.
 VI. 
ODE VI.
 VII. 
ODE VII. To Asterie.
 VIII. 
ODE VIII. To Mæcenas
 IX. 
ODE IX.
 X. 
ODE X. To Lyce.
 XI. 
ODE XI. To Mercury.
 XII. 
ODE XII. To Neobule.
 XIII. 
ODE XIII.
 XIV. 
ODE XIV.
 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.
 XXII. 
ODE XXII. To Diana.
 XXIII. 
ODE XXIII. To Phidyle.
 XXIV. 
ODE XXIV.
 XXV. 
ODE XXV. To Bacchus.
 XXVI. 
ODE XXVI. To Venus.
 XXVII. 
ODE XXVII. To Galatea.
 XXVIII. 
ODE XXVIII. To Lyde.
 XXIX. 
ODE XXIX. To Mæcenas.
 XXX. 
ODE XXX.
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BOOK IV.
 I. 
ODE I. To Venus.
 II. 
ODE II. To Antonius Julus.
 III. 
ODE III. To Melpomene.
 IV. 
ODE IV.
 V. 
ODE V. To Augustus.
 VI. 
ODE VI. To Apollo.
 VII. 
ODE VII. To Torquatus.
 VIII. 
ODE VIII. To Censorinus.
 IX. 
ODE IX. To Lollius.
 X. 
ODE X. Ligurinus.
 XI. 
ODE XI. To Phyllis.
 XII. 
ODE XII. To Virgil.
 XIII. 
ODE XIII. To Lyce.
 XIV. 
ODE XIV. To Augustus.
 XV. 
ODE XV.
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THE EPODES OF HORACE.
 I. 
EPODE I. To Mæcenas.
 II. 
EPODE II.
 III. 
EPODE III. To Mæcenas.
 IV. 
EPODE IV. To Mena.
 V. 
EPODE V.
 VI. 
EPODE VI. To Cassius Severus.
 VII. 
EPODE VII. To the People of Rome.
 VIII. 
EPODE VIII.
 IX. 
EPODE IX. To Mecænas.
 X. 
EPODE X.
 XI. 
ODE XI. To Pettius.
 XII. 
EPODE XII.
 XIII. 
EPODE XIII.
 XIV. 
EPODE XIV. To Mecænas.
 XV. 
EPODE XV. To Neæra.
 XVI. 
EPODE XVI.
 XVII. 
EPODE XVII. Horace and Canidia.
  
The Secular ODE of Horace.

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ODE XVI. To his Mistress.

Do with my Satyrs as you please,
O fairest of your Name!
Or drown them in the Rapid Seas,
Or set them on a Flame.
Passion's a Madness in the Breast,
No God can blow it higher,
When Bacchanals or Priests possess'd,
The Frantick Pow'rs inspire.
Passion through Fire and Sword runs on;
Can Storms and Tempest stand,
Though mighty Jove himself rush down,
With Thunder in his Hand.
Prometheus from the Lyon's Heart
Took this bright Eager Ray,
And made it of Mankind a Part,
And wrapt it in our Clay.
By Passion great Thyestes fell,
The Cause of all his Woe;
It brings tall Turrets down to Hell,
And lays proud Cities low.
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Then prithee cease to Pout and Fret,
The horrid Crime I own:
When you suppress'd my Am'rous Heat,
It broke into Lampoon.
Then I was Mad, but now I'll try,
To make my Dear amends;
Away with all this Pish and Fie.
Let's Kiss, and so be Friends.
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