Horace

(8 December 65 BC – 27 November 8 BC / Italy)

Horace Poems

1. Bkii:Vii A Friend Home From The Wars 5/2/2012
2. Bkiii:V No Surrender 5/2/2012
3. Bkii:Xi Don’t Ask 5/2/2012
4. Bkii:Xiv Eheu Fugaces 5/2/2012
5. Bkii:I To Pollio, Writing His History Of The Civil Wars 5/2/2012
6. Bki:Xxv A Prophecy Of Age 5/2/2012
7. Bkiii:Xviii To Faunus 5/2/2012
8. Bkiii:Xix Let’s Drink 5/2/2012
9. Bkiii:Xxvii Europa 5/2/2012
10. Bkiv:V To Augustus 5/2/2012
11. Bkiv:Ii Augustus’s Return 5/2/2012
12. Bkiv:Vii Diffugere Nives 5/2/2012
13. Bkiv:X Age 5/2/2012
14. Bkiii:Xxiv Destructive Wealth 5/2/2012
15. Bkiii:Xiv Augustus Returns 5/2/2012
16. Bkiii:Xv Too Old 5/2/2012
17. Bki:Xxxiii Tibullus, Don’t Grieve 5/2/2012
18. Bki:Xxxiv Fortune’s Changes 5/2/2012
19. Bki:Xxxvi Numida’s Back Again 5/2/2012
20. Bkii:V Be Patient 5/2/2012
21. Bkii:Xv Excess 5/2/2012
22. Bkiii:Ix A Dialogue 5/2/2012
23. Bkii:Xvii We’ll Go Together 5/2/2012
24. Bkii:Xviii Vain Riches 5/2/2012
25. Bkiii:X Cruel One 5/2/2012
26. Bkiii:Vii Be True 5/2/2012
27. Bkii:Vi Tibur And Tarentum 5/2/2012
28. Bki:Xxxii To The Lyre 5/2/2012
29. Bki:Xxvii Entanglement 5/2/2012
30. Bki:Xxviii Three Handfuls Of Earth 5/2/2012
31. Bkiii:Xvii The Approaching Storm 5/2/2012
32. Bkiii:Xx The Conflict 5/2/2012
33. Bkiii:Xxv Bacchanalian Song 5/2/2012
34. Bkiv:Xv To Augustus 5/2/2012
35. Bkiv:Ix Lollius 5/2/2012
36. Bkiv:Viii Poetry 5/2/2012
37. Bkiv:Xi Maecenas’ Birthday 5/2/2012
38. Bkiv:I Venus, Be Merciful 5/2/2012
39. Bkiii:Xxviii For Neptune 5/2/2012
40. Bkiii:Viii Celebration 5/2/2012

Comments about Horace

  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (3/5/2016 10:13:00 AM)

    ''ODI profanum vulgus....''
    (ODES, XII)

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  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (12/17/2015 12:26:00 PM)

    «Odes profanum vulgus et Arceo / Favete linguis»
    Horace, Odes, XII (III)

Best Poem of Horace

Bki:Xi Carpe Diem

Leuconoë, don’t ask, we never know, what fate the gods grant us,
whether your fate or mine, don’t waste your time on Babylonian,
futile, calculations. How much better to suffer what happens,
whether Jupiter gives us more winters or this is the last one,
one debilitating the Tyrrhenian Sea on opposing cliffs.
Be wise, and mix the wine, since time is short: limit that far-reaching hope.
The envious moment is flying now, now, while we’re speaking:
Seize the day, place in the hours that come as little faith as you can.

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Bki:Ii To Augustus

The Father’s sent enough dread hail
and snow to earth already, striking
sacred hills with fiery hand,
to scare the city,

and scare the people, lest again
we know Pyrrha’s age of pain
when Proteus his sea-herds drove
across high mountains,

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