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Horace. The Works of Horace
The Works of Horace
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THE FIRST BOOK OF THE ODES OF HORACE
THE SECOND BOOK OF THE ODES OF HORACE
THE THIRD BOOK OF THE ODES OF HORACE
THE FOURTH BOOK OF THE ODES OF HORACE
THE BOOK OF THE EPODES OF HORACE
THE FIRST BOOK OF THE SATIRES OF HORACE
THE SECOND BOOK OF THE SATIRES OF HORACE
THE FIRST BOOK OF THE EPISTLES OF HORACE
THE SECOND BOOK OF THE EPISTLES OF HORACE
HORACE'S BOOK UPON THE ART OF POETRY
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Horace
Published by Good Press, 2019
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ODE XXVIII.
The [want of the] scanty present of a little sand near the Mantinian shore, confines thee, O Archytas, the surveyor of sea and earth, and of the innumerable sand: neither is it of any advantage to you, to have explored the celestial regions, and to have traversed the round world in your imagination, since thou wast to die. Thus also did the father of Pelops, the guest of the gods, die; and Tithonus likewise was translated to the skies, and Minos, though admitted to the secrets of Jupiter; and the Tartarean regions are possessed of the son of Panthous, once more sent down to the receptacle of the dead; notwithstanding, having retaken his shield from the temple, he gave evidence of the Trojan times, and that he had resigned to gloomy death nothing but his sinews and skin; in your opinion, no inconsiderable judge of truth and nature. But the game night awaits all, and the road of death must once be travelled. The Furies give up some to the sport of horrible Mars: the greedy ocean is destructive to sailors: the mingled funerals of young and old are crowded together: not a single person does the cruel Proserpine pass by. The south wind, the tempestuous attendant on the setting Orion, has sunk me also in the Illyrian waves. But do not thou, O sailor, malignantly grudge to give a portion of loose sand to my bones and unburied head. So, whatever the east wind shall threaten to the Italian sea, let the Venusinian woods suffer, while you are in safety; and manifold profit, from whatever port it may, come to you by favoring Jove, and Neptune, the defender of consecrated Tarentum. But if you, by chance, make light of committing a crime, which will be hurtful to your innocent posterity, may just laws and haughty retribution await you. I will not be deserted with fruitless prayers; and no expiations shall atone for you. Though you are in haste, you need not tarry long: after having thrice sprinkled the dust over me, you may proceed.
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