{"1": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4168", "width": "2392", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4236", "width": "2432", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4236", "width": "2392", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4236", "width": "2416", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "THE\\nEPISTJLES\\nOF\\nHORACE;\\nTRANSLATED\\nINTO ENGLISH VERSE,\\n%^t* S\\n.W-/\\nBIR31IXGBJ3I:\\n4\\nPrinted ly Orion and Hawkes Smith,\\n1812,", "height": "4176", "width": "2392", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "f\\n5\\nc$J\\n?*V", "height": "4236", "width": "2432", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "The 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 7th, and 10th,\\nEPISTLES,\\nHave appeared in the Gentleman s Magazine.", "height": "4128", "width": "2376", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "ERRATA.\\nPage 11 line 5 for\\nstraights\\nread\\nstraits*\\n16 line 37 for\\nSeptimus\\nread\\nSeptimius.\\n19 line 80 for\\nconsul\\nread\\ncurule.\\n46 line 112 for\\nPontheus\\nread\\nPentheus.\\n65 line 71 for\\nand\\nread\\nan.\\n70 line 236 for\\nSopholes\\nread\\nSophocles.\\n77 line 51 for\\nPraeter\\nread\\nPraetor.\\n7S line 78 for\\nAgustus\\nread\\nAugustus.\\n78 line 79 for\\nPhillipi\\nread\\nPhilippL\\n45 line\\n59\\nfor\\nwhom\\nread\\nlies.\\n71\\nline\\n254\\nfor\\nbuskins\\nread\\nsandaUc\\n80\\nline 125\\nfor\\nrapid\\nread\\nrabid.", "height": "4236", "width": "2432", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "YfiE\\nEPISTLES OF HORACE.\\nBOOK I.\\nEPISTLE I.\\nTO MAECENAS.\\nWith thee my Muse began, with thee will end,\\nMaecenas, ever my protecting friend,\\nEnough applauded, now dismiss d and free,\\nPresented with the wand of liberty,\\nWhy should st thou wish me to include my name, 5\\nIn the old lists, as candidate for fame?\\nOur inclinations vary with our age\\nYejanius now retiring from the stage,\\nOn Kercules s posts his arms suspends,\\nA rural life enjoying with his friends 10\\nCourting no longer to obtain the prize,\\nFrom the low sand, the people s favouring cries.\\n1 hear the whispers of a friend, who says,\\nForsake the follies of thy youthful days,\\nThe aged horse timely from the car unbind,\\nLest he should fall at last, and break his wind:\\nMy rhimes and trifles now no more delight,\\nI value only what is just and right,", "height": "4140", "width": "2392", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "2 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. L\\nAnd for myself compose such maxims sage,\\nAs may support me in declining age 20\\nif thou should st ask me, who is now my guide,\\nWhat God doth o er my household now preside\\nIn no great Master s path 1 blindly go,\\nBut am a social guest where tempests blow;\\nNow all a!ert, I feel impeli d to brave 25*\\nThe whelming fury of the civick wave;\\nWow, as a centinel, I take my stand\\nAt Virtue s gate, and wait her just command\\nTo Aristippus now my ear is lent,\\nStriving, whate er befal, to be content. 30\\nSlow moves the night to love-sick youths, who find\\nThe maids beloved, deceitful and unkind\\nSlow moves the day to those who work for hire?\\nSlow moves the year to youth whom precepts tire:\\nThus slow and tedious passes on the day, 35\\nTo me bewiider d in blind error s way\\n1 wish to break the charm, and to pursue\\nThose things alone which are both just and true,\\nWhich comfort on the poor and rich bestow,\\nBut if neglected, bring distress and woe 40\\n*Tis wisdom, therefore, to adopt this plan,\\nAnd strive to be a good, and happy man.\\nWhat! if thou canst not see with Lynceus eyes,\\nWilt thou all optic remedies despise?\\nAnd if thou canst not be like Glycon stout, 45\\nWilt Ihou not strive to keep away the gout?\\nPerfection seems beyond the lot of man*\\nBut let us get as near it as we can.\\nDoes avarice or lust thy breast inflame\\nTbsse passions foul, Philosophy will tame. 50", "height": "4236", "width": "2432", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "Ej). I. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 3\\nDoes love of fame thy raptured bosom swell?\\nRead thriee in wisdom s book, and thou ltbe well;\\nThe slave to anger, s oth, love, envy, wine,\\nTo savage vice however he incline,\\nIf patiently to wisdom he attend, 55\\nShe will his passions cool, his follies mend:\\nTo fly from vice is virtue; we begin\\nTo follow wisdom when we cease to sin\\nThe fear of poverty, the love of wealth,\\nOppress our spirits, and destroy our health* 60\\nSee how the eager merchant dares to brave\\nThe rocks, the fire, and Ocean s stormy wave\\nTho rich already, still he covets more,\\nAnd seeks for wealth on India s distant shore.\\nBut wisdom says, whoever would be blest, C5\\nThis thirst for gold must banish from his breast\\nWhat country wrestler for a village prize,\\nWould at th Olympic games the crown despise,\\nIf he were able, without toil or pain,\\nThis palm so sweet and glorious to obtain TO\\nTo gold yields silver, and to virtue gold,\\nThe prize of worth, but now both young and old,\\nFrom street to street, with one consent declare,\\nSeek money first, and then seek virtue fair.\\nThis man has courage, honour, manners, wit, 75-\\nBut wants the sum prescribed to make him fit\\nTo rank with nobles;\u00e2\u0080\u0094 yet the boys will sing,\\nIn playful verse, tis virtue makes a King,\\nBe this thy brazen wall, a conscience clear,\\nNo secret guilt producing pallid fear. 8(V\\nNow which is best, the Roscian law, I pray,\\nOr the boys ballad which they sing at play\\nB 3", "height": "4172", "width": "2432", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "4 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. I\\nWhich the Camilli, and the Curii brave,\\nSang, and to virtuous men the kingdom gave?\\nWho gives the best advice the man who says, 85\\n44 Justly or not a fortune thou must raise,\\nTo gain at theatres a foremost seat;\\nOr he who says, he only can be great\\nWho can preserve a free and noble soul,\\nWhich haughty fortune never can controul 90\\nNow if the Roman people should inquire,\\nWhy, as 1 mix with them, I don t admire\\nAnd hate with them ?-\u00e2\u0080\u0094the answer they may take,\\nWhich to the lion sick, the fox did make\\n44 1 dread these footsteps leading to thy den, 95\\n44 While none appear returning back again;\\nThou many-headed monster! how can I\\nTell whom to follow, or from whom to fly\\nSome farm the public revenue some take\\nOld women captive with rich pye and cake; 100\\nEusnare old men by some high season d dish,\\nAnd keep them in their stews, like netted fish;\\nBy usury some gain a great estate;\\nBut are these constant in their love or hate\\nCan they an object for a day pursue, 105\\nAnd what is done, not covet to undo\\nThe rich man says, no spot delights me more,\\nThan Basse s pleasant and enchanting shore\\nAt once the workmen fly, and quickly make\\nFancied improvements in the sea and lake, 110\\nThe work half finished, if disgusts arise,\\n44 Remove your tools to Teianum, he cries\\nPerchance he has a fair and breeding wife,\\nThen, how far happier is a single life!", "height": "4236", "width": "2464", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "Ep I. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 5\\nIf single, then with listlessness oppress d, 115\\nHe calls the married man completely bless d;\\nWhat chain this fickle Proteus can hold,\\nFrom the same month who blows both hot and cold?\\nLook at the poor for they a smile excite\\nTo change beds, baths, and barbers they delight, 120\\n.And sicken in their hired and paltry boats,\\nLike the rich man who in his galley floats\\nA stupid barber cuts my hair awry\\nA laugh goes round, 1 scarcely can tell why;\\nMy well made coat, betrays a tatter d shirt, 125\\nMy ill match d gown may shew some spots of dirt;\\nThou smilest why for if my feeble mind\\nNow seeks, now shuns, and changes like the wind,\\nBuilds up, pulls down, exchanges square for round,\\nThou think st me then quite solemnly unsound, 130\\nAnd dost not smile, nor carest to provide\\nFor me a doctor, or a Prcetor s guide,\\nTho thou my best protector would sl not fail\\nTo be disgusted at my ill cut nail\\nIn short, the wise man yields to Jove alone 135\\nItich, honour d, handsome, free, he mounts the throne\\nAs King of Kings completely sane, save when\\nPhlegm may molest him, like the rest of men.", "height": "4184", "width": "2432", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep IL\\nEPISTLE II.\\nTO LOLLIUS.\\nWhilst thou obtain st high reputation,\\nLollius, at Rome, by declamation,\\nI at Praeneste re-peruse,\\nHomer s sublime, instructive Muse,\\nWhich opens clearer to our view 5\\nWhat we should shun, and what pursue,\\nThan Grantor or Chrysippus sages,\\nIn all their philosophic pages;\\nAnd if thou now canst spare attention,\\nI will to thee my reasons mention; 10\\nThe fable which the war relates,\\nFor Paris love between the states,\\nOf Greece and Troy, whose ling ring length\\nConsumed the brave Achaians strength,\\nRecites the woes which discord brings 1\u00c2\u00a3\\nOn nations, and their foolish kings:\\nAntenor counseil d well for Troy,\\nLet us the cause of war destroy\\nParis to this would not consent,\\nTo gratify his lust more bent, 2d\\nThan a fair kingdom to possess\\nIn safety, peace, and happiness.\\nNestor endeavours to assuage\\nPelides and Atrides rage\\nOne was inflamed with amorous fire, 25\\nAnd both were hot with vengeful ire;", "height": "4236", "width": "2584", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "jE]9. II. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. jf)\\nThe follies of the kings oppress\\nThe Creeks with consequent distress;\\nIn fraud, ambition, deeds unjust,\\nAnger, and unrestrained lust, SO\\nWithout the City, and within,\\nThe leaders of the people sin.\\nAgain, what virtue can effect,\\nWhen aided by wise intellect,\\nUlysses shews, who (Troy subdued) 35\\nThe cities and the manners view d\\nOf many men, and bravely bore\\nDisasters on the sea and shore,\\nWhile all his thoughts intently turn\\nOn his, and on his mens return 40\\nKow sweetly did the Syrens sing\\nWhat nectar d cups did Circe bring!\\nHad he, like others, pleased his sense,\\nSad would have been the consequence,\\nHe would have lived an unclean dog, 45\\nOr roll d in mire a filthy hog:\\nWe are mere cyphers, seldom think,\\nIntent alone to eat and drink,\\nLike drones from toil and labour free,\\nLike suitors of Penelope 50\\nAnd to Alcinous sons akin,\\nEmploy d in pampering the skin,\\nIndulging sleep till midst of day,\\nExpelling care by song and play.\\nTo kill a man by dark surprise, 55\\nThe thief at midnight will arise\\nTo save thyself, wilt thou not wake?\\nAnd if in health thou wilt not take", "height": "4228", "width": "2392", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. If.\\nDue exercises, thou wilt run,\\nWhen watery swellings are begun 60\\nSo if thou wouid st preserve thy heart,\\nFrom love and envy s torturing smart,\\nIn books and business seek employment,\\nAnd let them be each morn s enjoyment;\\nA salve we speedily apply, 65\\nTo cure diseases of the eye;\\nWhy then should mental sores endure\\nFrom year to year without a cure\\nDare to be wise when once begun,\\nThe deed already is half done 70\\nBegin then while thou hast the power,\\nNor foolishly delay the hour\\nOf reformation like the man\\nWho to the rapid river ran,\\nAnd waited till the stream should go, 75\\nWhich always ilow d, and still will flow.\\nWe covet gold, and think that life\\nIs happy with a fruitful wife;\\nWe root up woods, the barren plain\\nW T e plough, in hopes of future gain; 80\\nThe man who is content, is blest\\nBut can a man who is distrest\\nWith pangs of body or of mind,\\nIn gold alone contentment find\\nBody and mind must be in health, 85\\nBefore we can enjoy our wealth\\nThe man to hope or fear a slave,\\nNo settled happiness can have\\nBut is like him, whose eyes being weak,\\nDelight in pictures, cannot take; 90", "height": "4236", "width": "2560", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "Ep. II. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 9\\nLike him who with the gout distrest,\\nFrom fomentations gains no rest\\nLike a deaf man who can t admire\\nThe melting music of the !yre:\\nWhatever liquor we may pour 95\\nIn casks impure, will soon turn sour.\\nFrom Pleasure s paths thy feet restrain,\\nFor her delights are bought with pain\\nA craving man will never find\\nEnough to satisfy his mind. 100\\nThy objects prudently define,\\nAnd never pass the boundary line\\nAn envious man can have no rest,\\nIf he perceive another blest;\\nSicilian tyrants ever found, 105\\nEnvy inflict the deepest wound\\nThe man who cannot moderate\\nHis passions, will repent too late\\nThose acts, in which revenge and rage,\\nPrompted him rashly to engage. 110\\nRage is short madness; then restrain\\nThy passions with a curb and rein\\nFor if not conquer d, they will have\\nDominion, and make thee a slave\\nThe groom, the high-bred horse will render 11 j\\nDocile, while yet his neck be tender\\nWhen in the hall, the lev ret s skin\\nThe puppy bays, we break him in\\nTo hunt the woods. In early youth\\nBegin then to attend to truth 1-20\\nSeek the best masters, for the mind,\\nBy wisdom s precepts well refined,", "height": "4144", "width": "2432", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "I\\nK) THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. II.\\nWill long retain its early bent,\\nAs casks preserve their first giv n scent;\\nBut if thou stop behind, or run 125\\nRashly before me, 1 have done\\nFor him who lags, I will not stay,\\nISor follow him who runs away.", "height": "4168", "width": "2584", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "By. HI. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. ll\\nEPISTLE III.\\nTO JULIUS FLGRUS.\\nFlorus, pray tell me on what coast,\\nClaudius employs his martial host\\nIs he iu Thrace or marching round\\nHebrus, with snowy fetters bound\\nOr near the straights where Neptune pours 5\\nHis floods, between the neighbouring towers?\\nOr Asia s hills and valleys g\u00c2\u00bby,\\nDo they Tiberius delay\\nUow does the studious cohort fare?\\nAre works of genius still their care 10\\nWho now attempts to future fame,\\nTo consecrate Augustus name,\\nHis glorious wars, his happy peaces,\\nBy which prosperity increases?\\nWhat now isTitius occupation 15\\n-Who raises high our expectation;\\nHe boldly drinks at Pindar s spring,\\nAnd surely must sublimely sing;\\nHis daring Muse no notiee takes\\nOf open streams, and stagnant lakes; 20\\nIs he in health, and how doth he\\nRetain a friendship warm for me\\nDoth the Muse aid him to rehearse\\nOn Latian lyres, the Theban verse?\\nOr does the deeply tragic art, 25\\nJits raptures to his soul impart", "height": "4224", "width": "2404", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "12 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. III.\\nIs Celsus ready to attend\\nTo the wise counsels of a friend,\\nAnd live on his own mental wealth,\\nIncreasing not his stores by stealth 33\\nMay he with spirit high refuse\\nTo borrow from the public muse I\\nLest deck d with feathers not his own,\\nHe gain the laugh, the theft being known.\\nWhat dost thou now attempt in rhyme, 35\\nFiutterest thou still round scented thyme?\\nThou bast a genius and a mind,\\nBy education well refined\\nAcute thou pleadest, and canst draw\\nConclusions just, from civic law, 40\\nAnd when thou writest lovely songs,\\nTo thee the ivy wreath belongs;\\nBut if thou could st thy soul prepare\\nTo rise above cold damping care,\\nCelestial wisdom would dispense 45\\nTo thee, her guardian influence\\nAnd lead thee onwards to possess\\nThe most substantial happiness;\\nWhich to obtain, both high and low,\\nCare unremitting should bestow, 5*0\\nIf to themselves they would be just,\\nOr worthy of their country s trust.\\nWrite me, if thy attentions tend\\nTo make Munaiius thy friend\\nOr loosely stiteh d are your feign d graces, 55\\nWhich soon the opening seam defaces?\\nBut whether it be warmth of blood,\\nOr men and things not understood,", "height": "4236", "width": "2556", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "Ep, III. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 13\\nWhich mutual jealousies provoke\\nIn you, impatient of the yoke; 60\\nTis pity whereso ere you be,\\nTo break fraternal amity\\nAnd I a votive calf have fed,\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2Which to the altar shall be led,\\nTo hail the happy day, when we 65\\nAt home shall have your company*", "height": "4160", "width": "2460", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "u\\nTHE EPISTLES OF HORACE.\\nEp. IV.\\nEPISTLE IV.\\nia\\nTO ALBIUS TJBULLUS.\\nAlbius, thou candid judge of what I write;\\nWhat art thou doing now dost thou indite,\\nRetired at Pedum, works which will engage\\nPublic attention more than Cassius s page\\nOr dost thou rather take delight to rove\\nEnwrapl in thought, amidst the healthful grove,\\n.Anxious to form a well digested plan,\\nTo constitute a wise and virtuous man\\nThy body is not made without a heart,\\nThe Gods to thee a noble form impart\\nThey give thee riches, and a liberal mind,\\nWhich can enjoy them with a taste refined\\nIf for her child a nurse invoke the skies,\\nCould she ask more, than that he might be wise,\\nAnd might disclose, superior to controul,\\nThe undisguised sensations of the soul;\\nThat he might live in favour, fame, and health,\\nAnd decently enjoy sufficient wealth;\\nMidst hope and care, disquietude and fear;\\nThink every day that death approaches near,\\nEach added hour will then be like a treasure,\\nWhich unexpected found, gives greater pleasure.\\nAt any time is merriment preferred\\nCome laugh at one of Epicurus herd\\nWho fat and sleek, and very much at ease,\\nHimself and ethers takes delight lo please.\\n15\\n20\\nI", "height": "4160", "width": "2576", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "Ep.Y. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE.\\nEPISTLE V.\\nTO TORQ.UATUS.\\nIf thou Torquatus! cari st recline at ease\\nOn beds Archaian; and if herbs can please,\\nServed up for supper, on a small sized plate,\\nI will, at sun-set, for thy coming wait\\nFor thee my wine of Taurus date shall flow, i\\nPress d from rich grapes which near Minturnas grow r\\nAnd rocky Sinope if better juice\\nBe in thy cellars, send it for our use\\nMy fire already shines my rooms are graced\\nWith furniture all clean, in order placed 19\\nDismiss light hope let wealth s contentions cease,\\nLet Moschus suit for one da) rest in peace\\nTo-morrow is Augustus natal day,\\nWhich grants indulgence to repose and play,\\nWhen we may claim a licence to extend 15*\\nThe summer eve in converse with a friend\\nWhat happiness can fortune s gifts produce,\\nIf we must be restricted in their use\\nThe man who pinches that his heir may gain,\\nIs too severe, indeed, is half insane; 20\\nFor fear of censure, why should 1 decline\\nTo scatter flowers, and drink delicious wine?\\nWhat cannot wine e fleet it brings to light\\nObscurities, and makes our prospects bright;\\nThe timid man, encourages to dare, 2\\nAnd from the anxious takes a load of care?", "height": "4152", "width": "2460", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "16 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Fp.Y.\\nTeaches thf arts do not all men admit\\nThat temperate bowls aid eloquence and wit?\\nAnd to the wretch with poverty oppress d,\\nGive relaxation and a transient rest 30\\nThese things I freely order and adjust,\\nNo dirty couches shall my guests disgust\\nMy napkins shall be ciean, and smooth and white,\\nMy cups and dishes all like mirrors bright\\nNo tatler shall be present to controul 35\\nOur free and social intercourse of soul;\\nLike shall meet like: Septimus will be here\\nWith Brutus, and (except some better cheer,\\nAnd favourite maid detain) Sabinus; room\\nIs left for all the shadows which may come; 40\\nBut when too many guests together meet,\\nThe air confined becomes less pure and sweet j\\nThen write me word, if many, or if few\\nWould suit thee best, and bid to cares adieu\\nAnd while thy clients in the court-yard wait, 45.\\nEscape their notice at the postern gate.\\nJ", "height": "4220", "width": "2580", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "Ep.YL THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 17\\nEPISTLE VI.\\nTO NU MIC I VS.\\nNought to admire is quite thy wisest plan,\\nWouid st thou be made, and kept a happy man\\nThis sun, these stars, and seasons of the year\\nAs they revolve, some view devoid of fear;\\nWhat thmkest thou of earth s prolific stores I 5\\nWhat of the sea enriching India s shores\\nAnd far Arabia s? What of public shows,\\nPraises, and gifts which liberal Home bestows!\\nHow should we view them? how should they aifect\\nOur countenance, and how our intellect? 10\\nThe man who dreads their loss, these things admires,\\nLike him who views them with inflamed desires;\\nFear troubles each each feels an agitation,\\nIf things occur which baffle expectation:\\nWhat is the difference then of grief and joy, 15\\nDesire and fear, if each our peace destroy,\\nAnd if from unforeseen events, we find\\nA torpor seize both body, eyes, and mind\\nVirtue knows no extremes, the just and wise\\nObserve with caution, where the medium lies, 20\\nFor those who pass it, and transgress her rules,\\nWill be esteem d enthusiasts or fools.\\nGo now, and let thy ravish d eyes behold\\nMarbles antique, the arts, and brass and gold\\nAdmire rich gems, and glowing Tynan dyes, 25\\nRejoice to see a thousand raptured eyes\\nc", "height": "4132", "width": "2400", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "f\\n18 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. VI.\\nFix d on thee speaking; rise with early light,\\nAttend the forum, late return at night;\\nBe diligent, lest Mutius dowried field\\nShould than thy own a richer harvest yield 30\\nFor can a man of noble birth endure\\nTo be excell d by one of birth obscure?\\nWhate er the earth conceals, time brings to light,\\nAnd hides and buries what is fair and bright\\nAgrippa s portico, the Appian way, 35\\nMay now behold thy well-known proud display\\nYet thou with Numa and with Ancus, must\\nSink to the grave, and moulder into dust.\\nArt thou afflicted in thy side or reins?\\nApply a remedy to ease thy pains 40\\nWould st thou be blest and who would not be so\\nIf virtue only can this bliss bestow,\\nForsake all pleasures which enslave the soul,\\nAnd yield thjseif to her most wise controul;\\nThink st thou that virtue is composed of words, 45\\nAs some men think a grove composed of boards?\\nIf so, let none preoccupy the port,\\nTo which the merchants with their wares resort;\\nIncrease thy fortune when thou hast in store\\nA thousand talents, gain a thousand more;\\nThen add a third, and use thy utmost care,\\nTo make th uneven three, a perfect square,\\nFor money, like a Sovereign, can dispense\\nA portion d wife, friends, birth and consequence;\\nAnd love and soft persuasion always wait\\nOn the possessor of a large estate;\\nLike Cappadocia s king, would st thou abound\\nIn slaves, and short of ready cash be found?\\np", "height": "4212", "width": "2572", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "Ep. VI. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 19\\nLucullus once was ask d, as people say,\\nTo lend a hundred garments for the play; 60\\nCan you, he said, expect me to produce\\nSo great a number for your present use\\nBut I will search my stores, and let you know\\nThis done, he wrote them that he could bestow\\nFive thousand cloaks, and that with cheerful heart 65\\nHe gave them leave to take the whole, or part.\\nA house looks mean, save many things be left\\nUnnoticed by its Lord, exposed to theft\\nIf wealth alone then makes and keeps us blest,\\nPursue it early, late retire to rest; 70\\nIf he be fortunate who gains applause,\\nAnd by his splendid train attention draws,\\nLet us a servant well informed provide,\\nTo follow us, and jog us on the side\\nLest when a man of consequence we meet, 75\\nHe should pass by unnoticed in the street:\\nThis man has interest in the Fabian tribe,\\nIn the Velinian, that a Mattering bribe\\nProcures the powerful interest of the great,\\nAnd gains the fasces, or the consul seat; SO\\n[Make use of epithets, if need require,\\nCall this thy brother, that, thy honoured sire,\\nWith nice distinction noticing* the a^e\\no is\\nOf those, whose grace thou wishest to engage,\\nIf he who sups well, lives well, see tis light, 85\\nRise, hunt and fish, to serve thy appetite;\\nAs did Gargilius, who at early morn,\\nCaused nets and spears by servants to be borne,\\nThro the full forum, that he might obtain\\nThe mob s applause, when he return d again, 90", "height": "4140", "width": "2396", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "20 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. VI*\\nTho to excite surprise, his mule oft brought\\nA boar terrific, by his money bought.\\nWhen swoin with food and wine, let baths excite\\n(Decent or not) the sated appetite\\nOf those whose manners dissolute and lax, 95\\nShould be recorded on Cceritean wax,\\nAnd who, preferring, like Ulysses crew,\\nPleasure to country, joys of sense pursue.\\nIf as Mimnernus thinks that love and mirth\\nPromote the greatest happiness on earth, 100\\nLet virtuous love and mirth, as suits thy age,\\nA proper portion of thy time engage.\\nLive long, farewell if maxims still more just\\nThou know st, impart them freely to my trust\\nIf not with candid deference agree, 105\\nThese maxims to adopt and use with me.\\nNote.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 The reasonings in this Epistle, bear some resemblance i\\nto those of Solomon, in the Book of Ecclesiastes, but very mucl j\\nwant the wise conclusion which he draws.", "height": "4060", "width": "2596", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "Ep. VII. THE EPISTLES OF HORlCEi 21\\nEPISTLE .VII.\\nTO MMCENAS.\\nIMaecenas, I know that I promised to be,\\nIn the course of five days, in the City with thee,\\nBut the charms of the country inviting my stay,\\nI have linger d, unpunctual, all August away,\\nAnd if thou would st have me be happy and blest, 5\\nWith a body in health, and a mind quite at rest,\\nI Thou wilt take an excuse, and consider my dread\\nOf sickness, as tho I were ill in my bed;\\nFor now the first figs, and hot weather conspire,\\nTo clothe undertakers in gloomy attire; 10\\nNow fathers and mothers are pale for their boys,\\nI And the forum s engagements, its bustle and noise,\\nAnd officious attention, together combine\\nTo bring fevers, which cause us our wills to resign:\\nBut when Winter shall whiten the country with snow, 15\\nI To the ocean s warm shore I will venture to go,\\nThere careful of health, I will read at my leisure,\\nSuch books as will yield me both profit aud pleasure;\\nAnd with the first Swallow and Zephyrs intend,\\nif he will receive me, to visit my friend. 20\\nThou hast given me much, but thy bounty appears\\nUnlike the Calabrian hosts, with his pears,-\\nI Pray eat some, he cried 14 I ve enough pray take\\nmore;\\nM It is kind, for thy bays keep the others in store.", "height": "4216", "width": "2352", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "2% THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. VII.\\nI thank thee as tho I went loaded away 25\\nWell, my hogs will at least fare the better to -day f\\nThe fool and the prodigal, what they despise,\\nWill freely bestow; hence disgusts will arise\\nWhile the good and the wise, tho they very well know\\nThe worth of the favours they freely bestow, SO\\nDispense them with judgment, and they are repaid\\nEy the thanks of the good, whom they happy have made\\nThy favours to me have been many, but still\\nI wish to retain my own freedom of will,\\nAnd if thou wouid st have me to ramble no more, 35\\nMy firm health, my black hair o er my forehead restore.\\nAnd restore me the sprightly and elegant ease\\nOf talking and laughing, which always could please,\\nAnd the feelings which moved me when drinking my\\nwine.\\nAt the jiltings of Cynarafair to repine. 40\\nA thin country mouse had crept into a chest\\nOf grain, thro a cranny, and thought himself blest,\\nBut his beliy being full, he attempted again\\nTo creep out, but he found the attempt to be vain;\\nWhen a weazle at distance, said wouldst thou escape, 45\\nBe as lean as when first thou gott si into this scrape;\\nIf I be address d by this fable, I yield\\nAll thy bountiful gifts when my stomach was fill d\\nWith wild fowl and fish, did stthou hear me repine\\nThat the sleep of the vulgar was sounder than mine *0\\nAnd did I not freedom and quietude hold\\nAs enjoyments more precious than silver and gold\\nMy modesty oft. was commended by thee,\\nAs a father and king thou art honoured by me,", "height": "4212", "width": "2608", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "Ep. VII. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 22\\nBoth present and absent. Now try me I pray, 55\\nIf 1 cannot restore all thy gifts, and be gay.\\nThe son of Ulysses reply d with some wit,\\nThat Ithaca s isle was for horses unfit,\\nAbounding in rocks, and of pasturage bare,\\nThy horses, Atrides fare best where they are 60\\nSmall things suit the small: Rome now ceases to please,\\nBut Tarentum and Tiber afford placid ease\\nA man called Philip, both active and strong,\\nA pleader, one evening was sauntering along,\\nComplaining of age, and the length of the way, 65\\nWhich his business obliged him to walk every day\\nAt the shop of a barber, he chanced to look in,\\nWhere was seated a man with a smooth shaven skin,\\nWho was paring his nails quite at ease with a knife,\\nAs tho he knew none of the troubles of life 70\\nDemetrius, he call d, for this man was his slave,\\nAttentive to every direction he gave\\nGo yonder, said Philip, minutely inquire\\nThe name of that man, and the uame of his sire;\\nWhere he lives? whathisfortune? on whom he depends\\nThe name of his patron, and names of his friends\\nDemetrius obeys, then returns to relate,\\nTis Vulteius Mssna, of moderate estate,\\nA professed auctioneer, of a character fair,\\nSometimes very busy in selling his ware, 80\\nThen slothful and easy, in company gay,\\nAnd delighting in sports at the close of the day\\nInvite him to supper, I have a desire\\niMore minutely from him, of these things to inquirer\\n?vla?na could not believe it in silent surprise 85\\nHe sat why enlarge very kind, h: replies\u00e2\u0080\u0094", "height": "4236", "width": "2404", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "24 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. VII.\\nPhilip wonders at this, t: what does he deny\\nThe fellow denies, or is fearful or shy.\\nIn the morning as Philip was taking a walk,\\nVulteius he saw, full of business and talk 90\\nHe saluted him first, when Vulteius made\\nExcuses, and pleaded engagements in trade,\\nWhy he had not accepted his kind invitation,\\n.And why he omitted the first salutation\\nAll this I will pardon, if thou wilt with me 95\\nSup to-day. I m obliged, and to this I agree;\\nThen be punctual at nine in the mean time attend\\nTo business, and labour thy fortune to mend.\\nAt supper, things proper, improper, were said,\\nAnd Vulteius at length was dismiss d to his bed; 100\\nThis kind entertainmeut enchanted him quite,\\nBe repeated his visits both morning and night,\\nLike a fish which at liberty swims in the brook,\\nAnd incautiously swallows the bait and the hook\\nNow Philip invites him his calls to repeat, 103\\nAnd at the next holiday come to his seat.\\nTo the country, on horseback, he hastes to repair;\\nHe praises the fields and the pure Sabine air\\nPhilip smiles, and tho kindness is made the pretence,\\nHe amuses himself at Vulteius expence. 110\\nSeven thousand of sesterces first he presents,\\nAnd as much more to land him, he kindly consents,\\nAnd persuades him to purchase a farm it is bought\\nBut to a conclusion my tale should be brought.\\nThe citizen now is a farmer, and praises 11.5\\nHis vineyards and elms, and the crops which he raises\\nAlibis thoughts are engross d by his schemes, and at\\nlength\\nHis pursuit after riches, exhausts all his strength:", "height": "4236", "width": "2588", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "Ep. VII. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 2ft\\nNow his goals and his sheep to disease fall a prey,\\nMany die, many others are stolen away 120\\nCrops fail, and his ox drops fatigued at the plough,\\nAnd other things waste, and he scarcely knows how;\\nIn the midst of the night, quite oppress d with his woes,\\nOn his poney he mounts, and to Philip he goes\\nWhen Philip beheld him unshaven, forlorn 125\\nVulteius, said he, thou appear st to be worn\\nBy labour and care. If the truth be express d\\nMy patron (said he) lam deeply distress d,\\nAnd I pray thee, most earnestly, pity my fate,\\nAnd restore me again to my former estate. ISO\\nWhen a man once perceives he has changed to his cost,\\nAnd grieves on reinemb ring the things he has lost,\\nLet him quickly retreat, and regain his lost treasure\\nAiid in future be ruled by his own foot and measure,", "height": "4236", "width": "2404", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "f\\n26 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. VIIL\\nEPISTLE VIIL\\nTO CELSUS JLBINOFJNUS.\\nAssist me, Muse, my greetings warm to send\\nTo Celsus, scribe of Nero, and his friend.\\nIf he should ask thee how rriy time I spend,\\nSay, tho to many great things I pretend,\\n1 live not well or sweetly not that hail\\nHas stripp d my vines, and made my vintage fail\\nNot that no fruit my scorched olives yield,\\nOr my herds sicken in a, distant field\\nBut that more strong in body than in mind,\\nNo aid from counsel, or reproof I find;\\nDoctors and friends, who would my ills remove,\\nGain my displeasure, rather than my love.\\nThings hurtful I pursue, and fly from those\\nWhich I believe would give my soul repose\\nAt Rome 1 long for Tiber, and when there\\nInconstant I prefer Rome s smoky air\\nThis finish d, ask him kindly of his health,\\nHow he conducts himself, and how his wealth,\\nHow he the young Prince pleases, and the band\\nOf the brave warriors under his command;\\nIf he replies; all s well approaching near,\\nSalute him first, then whisper in his ear,\\nAs thou shalt bear thy fortune, so will we\\nCelsus, on all occasions bear with thee.", "height": "4236", "width": "2624", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "Ep. IX. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. ST\\nEPISTLE IX.\\nTO CLAUDIUS TIBERIUS NERO*\\nSeptimius alone, Tiberius! knows\\nHow much tow rds me thy friendly favour flows;\\nFor when he asks, nay forces me with prayer,\\nThat I would introduce him, and declare\\nThat he was worthy to obtain a place 5\\nIn Nero s house, and his discerning grace\\nHe seems to think I never can oifend\\nBy such a liberty, a generous friend,\\nAnd sees and knows my influence to be\\nFar greater than I dare presume with thee 10\\n1 urged objections, and excuses made,\\nThat thus I might his earnest suit evade,\\nTill I was fearful that he might suspect\\nMy minor reasons were the mere effect\\nOf narrowness of soul, and mean self love, 15\\nWhich but for private gain, would never move;\\nThus of two faults inclining to the less,\\nWith city confidence, my suit I press.\\nAnd if thou think st that modesty suspended,\\nTo serve a friend, deserves to be commended, 20-\\nThen let Septimius thy protection have,\\nAnd take my. word, he is both good and brave,", "height": "4236", "width": "2404", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "28\\nTHE EPISTLES OF HORACE.\\nEp. X.\\nEPISTLE X,\\nTO ARISTIUS FUSCUS*\\n1\\nWe who a country life enjoy,\\nWhom rural pleasures never cloy,\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2Wish health and peace may always crown\\nOur Fuscus, who prefers the town;\\nFor tho in this we disagree, 5\\nWe feel like twins a sympathy\\nIn other things what one refuses,\\nThe other does, and so he chooses;\\nOf the old dove thou keep st the nest,\\nWhile I (and think myself more blest) 10\\nExtol the scenes which nature yields,\\nRivers which fiow thro verdant fields,\\nThe moss clad rocks, the shady groves,\\nWhich tranquil meditation loves;\\nThou askest why I live and reign, 1J\u00c2\u00bb\\nContented in ray sweet domain,\\n.And all those trifling things despise,\\nExalted by you to the skies;\\nLike him who flies from priests, and takes\\nNo pleasure in their sweet ned cakes, 20\\nI long for plain and homely bread,\\nMore than for biscuits, honey spread\\nIf we would live by nature s law,\\nAnd thence our wise conclusions draw,\\nAnd for a house would chuse a spot, 2f?\\nWhich most advantages has \u00c2\u00a3ot;", "height": "4212", "width": "2612", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 29\\nCan we suppose that any yields\\nSuch pleasures, as the happy fields?\\nWhere are the winters less severe?\\nWhere doth the soft balsamic air, SO\\nAnd fanning zephyrs, more assuage\\nThe dog-star and the lion s rage,\\nWhen they their course diurnal run\\nIn concert with the scorching sun\\nWhere can we sleep more free from care 35\\nAre herbs less sweet, or flowers less fair\\nThan Libyan pebbles from the spring\\nDo leaden pipes to cities bring\\nThe streams more pure, than those which creep\\nMurmuring o er stones down channels steep 40\\nMidst columns tall, the trees we plant,\\nFor rural scenery we want,\\nAnd praise the house which can command\\nA prospect over distant land\\nThus nature still exerts her sway, 45\\nAnd teaches rebels to obey.\\nThe man unabie to descry\\nTh Aquinian from the Tynan dye,\\nWill not his loss more surely rue,\\nThan he who knows not false from true 50\\nThe man whose ardent spirits rise,\\nWhen fortune every wish supplies,\\nIf scenes should change would be distress d\\nSo if thy soul should be possest\\nW r ith undue cravings, thou wilt part\\nSad, from the treasure of thine heart,.\\nThen shun great things, for in a cot\\nContentment makes a happy lot", "height": "4212", "width": "2384", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "SO THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. X.\\nAnd more true joy and comfort brings,\\nThan ever is possess d by kings. 60\\nThe stag most skilful in the light,\\nDeprived the horse of common right\\nOf pasture, so the horse thought fit\\nI To fly to man, and take the bit;\\nBy aid of man he gain d the field, 65\\nBut forced his liberty to yield,\\nHe could not afterward obtain\\nDeliv rance from the curb and rein\\nThus he who dreads a poor man s Sot,\\nHis frugal meals and humble cot, 10\\n(Unlike a freeman brave and bold)\\nBarters his liberty for gold\\nHis lord he carries on his back,\\nWho makes of him a wretched hack\\nHis soul too groveling to be free, 75\\nHe lives and dies in slavery;\\nLike shoe ill made, is any station\\nWhich does not suit our inclination\\nFor if too loose, the wearer falls,\\nAnd if too tight, his foot it galls. 8o\\nThen my Aristius be content\\nWith the fair lot which heaven has lent,\\nAnd if thou think st my anxious mind,\\nTo heap up riches is inclined,\\nRebuke my failings like a friend, SB\\nWhose kind reproofs can ne er offend\\nMoney must either be our slave,\\nOr over us dominion have\\nLet us then hold the twisted chain,\\nAnd make gold follow in our train 90", "height": "4236", "width": "2624", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "Ep. X. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 31\\nBut let it not drag us along\\nPromiscuous, with the vulgar throng\\nBehind Vacunas mouldering fane,\\nI thus indulge in cheerful strain,\\nIn all respects I m full of glee, 95\\nSave that I want thy company.", "height": "4216", "width": "2432", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "I\\n32 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. XI.\\nEPISTLE XI.\\nTO BVLLATIUS.\\nBullatius! how did Chios strike thy eyes\\nDidst thou view noted Leshos with surprise?\\nOr Samos elegant? did Sardis please\\nWhere Crossus reign d, a slave to wealth and ease?\\nDid Colophon and Smyrna raise sensations 5\\nGreater or less than form d by expectations\\nWould they not ail contemptible appear,\\nWere Campus Martius or the Tiber near\\nDid one of Attalus s towns excite\\nA secret wish connected with delight? 10\\nOr tired with boist rous seas and rugged ways,\\nDid quiet Lebedus extort thy praise?\\nThou knowest Lebedus, which seems to be\\nThan Gabii more desert, and Fidense,\\nYet there to live, I wish it were my lot, 15;\\nMy friends forgetting, by my friends forgot\\nThe boisterous waves beholding as thev roar,\\nDashing the rocks, or foaming on the shore;\\nThe traveller finds comfort in an inn,\\nWhen rain and mire have wet him to the skin 20\\nBut would not wish to live there all his days\\nAnd he who takes a cold, will never praise\\nThe stoves and baths which yield refreshing heat,\\nAs luxuries which make our bliss complete;\\nNor would a man who has by storms been tost, 25\\nPart with his vessel on a distant coast;", "height": "4160", "width": "2636", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "Ep. XI. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 33-\\nThe same effect, if we be sound in mind,\\nFrom Mitylene fair, and Rhodes we find,\\nAs from a thick coat, when the solstice glows,\\nAs from a linen frock in chilling snows, 30\\nAs from the Tiber, when the cold is great,\\nAs from a fire, when scorching is the heat;\\nWhile fortune smiles, at Rome enjoy thine ease.\\nLet Chios, Rhodes, and Samos absent, please,\\nAnd gratefully each prosp rous hour employ 35\\nWhich God bestows trust not to future joy,\\nThat in whatever place thy days be spent,\\nThou may st be always happy and content:\\nTis not a place whose prospects wide extend\\nO er land and sea, which can our troubles end 40\\nBut reason and discretion may controul,\\nThe cares which vex and agitate the soul\\nThe climate, not the mind, the restless change,\\nWho pass the sea, in distant lands to range;\\nBy strenuous listlessness we are oppress d, 45\\nStriving in ships and chariots to be blest\\nWhile what thou seek st is here, or may be found\\nAt Ulubrae, if first, thy mind be toand.", "height": "4180", "width": "2432", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "\u00c2\u00a34 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep XII*\\nEPISTLE XII.\\nTO ICCIUS.\\nIf thou, my Iccius, rightly could st. enjoy\\nAgrippa s fruits Sicilian, thy employ\\nWould be delightful for thou hast a store\\nSo plentiful, that Jove could not give more;\\nThen murmur not, for he is not distress d,\\nWho, with the use of needful things, is blest.\\nIf thou hast food in plenty, clothes and health,\\nWhat more could st thou acquire by regal wealth?\\nIf now surrounded by each costly dish,\\nThou art content with sallad and shell fish 10\\nThou would st adopt the same abstemious plan,\\nTho thro thv fields a golden river ran\\nEither because thy nature uncontroul d,\\nRises superior to the charms of gold\\nOr, that thy judgment leads thee to obey 15\\nVirtue s most pure and uncorrupted sway.\\nDemocritus we cease to be amazed,\\nThat neighbouring cattle on thy pastures grazed\\nUnnoticed, while thy great and absent mind\\nHad taken flight, thy body left behind 20\\nWhen Iccius, amidst contagious gain,\\nCan, from infection free, his mind retain;\\nAnd can on things sublime, his thoughts engage,\\nKising above theav rice of the age;\\nWhat cause contains the sea within its bound 25\\nWhat rules the year how planets wander round?", "height": "4140", "width": "2636", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0042.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "\u00c2\u00a3p. XII. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE- 35\\nWhether by instinct, or by laws divine?\\nWhy doth the full orb d moon now brightly shine;\\nNow hide itself? what will, what power can be\\nHid in the world s discordant harmony 30\\nWhether Stertinius or Empedocles,\\nBoth reasoners acute, ought most to please?\\nBut whether fish or onions thou shall kill,\\nPompeius Grosphus merits thy good will.\\nShould he request thy aid, most freely lend 35\\nThy kind assistance to so just a friend.\\nCheap are the fruits of friendship, when the good\\nAccept relief, their wants being understood:\\nArt thou inclined to know the public cares,\\nAnd how at present stand our great affairs 40\\nCalabria to Agrippa s valour yields,\\nAnd Nero triumphs in Armenia s fields.\\nPhraates on his knees, from Ccesar s hand,\\nReceives the law and sceptre of command\\nAnd goiden plenty from her full urn, pouxs 45\\nUer fruits o er Italy, in plenteous showers.", "height": "4216", "width": "2328", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0043.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "3\u00c2\u00a9 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Up. XIII.\\nEPISTLE XIII.\\nTO VJNIUS ASELLA.\\nVinius, I gave thee full instructions\\nAt setting out, indeed injunctions,\\nThat thou to Caesar should st commit\\nMy volumes seaPd, in moments fit,\\nWhen health and cheerfulness of spirit, 5\\nAnd inclination favour d merit;\\nFor I was fearful, Jest thy zeal\\nShould over prudence so prevail,\\nAs hy improper introduction,\\nTo spoil my Muse s fond production. 10\\nIf thou should st feel thy shoulders ache\\nUnder thy burden, prithee take\\nThe volumes gently from thy back;\\nLest if thou throw them down, they crack\\nAnd thou the standers-by provoke 15\\nTo turn thy surname to a joke.\\nAscend the hills, the rivers cross,\\nAnd fens o ergrown with peat and moss\\nAnd when arrived at Rome, take care\\nThy load with decency to bear 20\\nLet not my books be borne along\\nUnder thy arm, as rustics strong\\nCarry a lamb\u00e2\u0080\u0094 or ii the play,\\nAs Pyrrhia bears stol n wool away\\nOr as a tribe guest, when he goes 25\\nTo supper, bears his cap aad shoes", "height": "4196", "width": "2636", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0044.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "JZp. XIII. THE EPISTLB3 OF HORACE. 31\\nTell not the people thou may st meet,\\nIn passing on from street to street,\\nThat verses written to detain\\nAugustus eyes and ears, have Iain 39\\nUpon thy back with such a weight,\\nThat thou art quite dissolved with heat;\\nNow do thy best; farewell; proceed\\nBut to thy steps take special heed,\\nLest thou should st stumble in the way, 35\\nAnd my directions disobey.", "height": "4236", "width": "2408", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0045.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "3$ THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ejt. XIV.\\nEPISTLE XIV.\\nTO MY STEWARD.\\nSteward of my woods and self-restoring farm,\\n(Despised by thee) which formerly was warm\\nWith five bright fires a place of some renown,\\nWhich sent five Senators to Varias town;\\nLet us contend, who is the most inclined, 5\\nI to pluck up the thorns which choak the mind,\\nOr thou the thorns which my estate molest;\\nAnd whether Horace or his farm thrive best.\\nLamia has lost his brother, and my grief\\nFor him who mourns, despairing of relief, 10\\nDetains me here, tho there my heart and soul\\nBear me impatient of undue controul.\\nI call the country, thou the town-man blest\\nHe hates his own, who others lots likes best\\nThe place is blamed unjustly, for we find 15\\nThat change of place, can never change the mind\\nAt Rome by others hurried here and there,\\nThou for the country didst prefer thy prayer;\\nMy steward now, thy fickle heart resorts\\nAgain to Rome, its bagnios, and its sports 20\\nWhile I, consistent with myself pursue\\nOne steady plan, and this thou know st is true;\\nAnd when by hateful business forced to move\\nTo Rome, 1 leave with grief the farm I love:\\nOur inclinations differ hence we see\\nThat I and thou must ever disagree;", "height": "4224", "width": "2644", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0046.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "Ep. XIV. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 3$\\nFor what thou call st a wild deserted waste,\\nExactly suits my own and others taste.\\nWho hate what thou applaudest; filthy stews\\nAnd greasy taverns, suit thy low life views 30\\nOf city happiness. A rural scene,\\nWhere spices grow, not grapes, thou thinkest mean\\nNo tavern near which can its wine supply\\nNo dancing songstress to allure the eye\\nAnd charm the ear yet, if thy tale be true, 35\\nThou dost not fail thy business to pursue\\nTo plough my fallows overrun with weeds,\\nAnd strip the leaves on which my bullock feeds\\nTo watch the river when the showers descend,\\nAnd currents rippling thro the fields to tend. 40\\nCome now I ll tell thee why we disagree;\\nFine clothes and hair perfumed delighted me.\\n-JRapacious Cjnara I once could please\\nWithout a fee, with pleasantry and ease\\nIn rich Falernian wine I took delight, 45\\nAnd often sat till very late at night;\\nNow I eat little and but little drink,\\nI sleep delighted near the river s brink,\\nOn the soft grass. I can t recall the past, 1\\nBut I should blush, did youthful follies last. 50\\nSafe in the country, there no envious spy\\nViews my possessions with a jaundiced eye\\nNo biting slander and no secret hate,\\nApproach the confines of my small estate;\\nThe clods and stones I carry from my ground, 55\\nMy neighbours see me, and the smile goes round.\\nTo sit with slaves is thy delight and pride,\\nAt a large city table weil supplied", "height": "4220", "width": "2432", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0047.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "40 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ej), XIV.\\nWith them thou wishest thy abode to fix,\\nAnd in their meals and merriment to mix 60\\nWhile my more active foot-boy longs to change\\nPlaces with thee, and o er my fields to range\\nThe flocks, the garden, and the wood heap d fire,\\nDespised by thee, excite his fond desire;\\nThe lazy ox, the horse s trappings saw 65\\nWith longing eye the horse the plough would draw;\\nBut as in different stations they excel,\\nEach cheerfully should act his own part well.", "height": "4224", "width": "2632", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0048.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "Ep. XV. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE* 41\\nEPISTLE XV.\\nTO C. NUMONIUS VALA.\\nAt Veliae, what winter? and what air,\\nMy Vala, at Saleraum? and how fare\\nThe natives? what their manners? for with me,\\nMusa says Baise s baths will not agree;\\nThey are too warm, so now my limbs I lave, 5\\nTho cold the weather, in the gelid wave\\nAt this the village murmurs, for she sees\\nHer springs sulphureous, and her myrtle trees\\n(Once the resort of those whose nerves were shaken)\\nNow by such invalids almost forsaken 10\\nWho thence to Clusium and to Gabii go,\\nAnd bathe in fountains cold, and brave the snow.\\nI too the place must change my steady steed\\nBeyond his common stage must now proceed.\\nWhere art thou posting? this is not the road, 15\\nCnmae or Baiae are not my abode.\\nThus, discomposed, and short uing the left rein,\\nI spoke; but horses mouths their ears contain;\\nAnd now inform me, for I wish to know\\nThe spot where corn most plentiful doth grow 20\\nWhere they drink stagnant water? where they bring\\nFor constant use, pure water from the spring\\nAbout this country s wine I little think,\\nFor at my farm I any kind can drink\\nBut when the sea 1 visit, then I find 25\\nRich mellow wine relieves my anxious mind;\\nFor thro my veins, enrich d with hope, it flows,\\nOpens my heart, and choice of words bestows", "height": "4236", "width": "2360", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0049.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "42 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep* XV*\\nInform me also where hares most abound\\nWhere are the boars in greatest plenty found SO\\nWhich sea affords the most and choicest fish\\nThat thus regaling on each dainty dish,\\nLike a Phaeacian, I at last may come\\nIn good condition to my friends at Rome.\\nWhen Mamius to his vice had fallen a prey, 3\\nAnd squander d all his great estate away,\\nThen he affected to behave with grace,\\nTho hft possess d no certain dwelling place;\\nA fellow droll, who dinnerless would know\\nNo difference between a friend and foe, 40\\nSevere in censure, of rapacious maw,\\nWhich to its gulf would all the market draw\\nBut when on those who smiled at his success,\\nOr dreaded it, he could no longer press;\\nHe would devour whole dishes of coarse meat, 45\\nSuch as three ravenous boars could scarcely eat;\\nThat well reformer Bestius we might quote,\\nBrand with hot iron every glutton s throat.\\nBut this same man, when he had seized a prey\\nMore dainty, soon consumed it all away 50\\nIn smoke and ashes then he would exclaim,\\nIs the luxurious mortal much to blame\\nFor what enjoyment can exceed a feast,\\nWith thrushes plump and hog s fat haselet graced\\nDo I resemble him for I can praise 55\\nMy homely fare, when money I can t raise,\\nBravely content with poverty but when\\nThe scene is changed, and plenty smiles again,\\n1 cry, those men are wise, and live the best\\nIn splendid villas who their cash invest. 60", "height": "4180", "width": "2640", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0050.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "Ep. XVI. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 43\\nEPISTLE XVI.\\nTO QUI NT I US*\\nAsk not, dear Quintius, if my fields afford\\nSufficient crops of corn to feed their Lord\\nIf olives make him rich if pastures fine\\nOr the rich produce of the fertile vine\\nTo save thee all this trouble, I had better 5\\nDescribe my farm and landscape in a letter.\\nA range of lofty hills the clouds assail,\\nSave where divided by a shady vale\\nThe rising sttn the right hand side surveys,\\nThe left is warmed by its setting rays 10\\nMild is the air the quicksets wild produce\\nBlack sloes and cornels for domestic use;\\nMy oaks and holm trees, store of acorns yield,\\nTo feed my herds, and shade me in the field.\\nThou well might st say, Tarentum in the bloom IB\\nOf vernal beauty, now approach d to Rome\\nA fountaiu here emits a chrystal stream,\\nCopious enough to gain a river s name.\\nEven the Hebrus which encircles Thrace,\\nWith a meand ring and a wide embrace, 20\\nFlows not more cold and clear its waters pure,\\nThe head and stomach s maladies will cure\\nThis quiet, and (to me) most sweet retreat,\\nPreserves me healthful in September s heat.\\nThou livest right, if thou tak stcare to be 25\\nThe character which fame reports of thee;", "height": "4236", "width": "2408", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0051.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "44 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ejh XVI.\\nAll Rome now calls thee happy, but I fear\\nLest thou to others lend a readier ear\\nThan to thyself, and lest thou should st suppose,\\nThat any man true peace and comfort knows, 30\\nWho is not wise and good; if fev rish heat\\nPrey on thy vitals, would a sumptuous treat\\nAllure thy appetite, should people say,\\nWe think thou lookest very well to-day\\nAnd would st thou dare to riot in excess, 35\\nTill tremblitio* hands thy maladies confess?\\nUlcers conceai d are oft by fools endured,\\nBecause too falsely modest to be cured\\nShould any man extol thee to the skies,\\nAnd praise by land and sea thy victories, 40\\nAnd soothe thy list ning ears with fulsome words;\\nMay Jove, who constantly his aid affords\\nTo Rome and Quintius, let it doubtful be,\\nIf thou car st most for Rome or Rome for thee.\\nSurely thou would st restrain the flatterer s tongue, 45\\nAnd say these words to Caesar must belong;\\nCanst thou as wise and perfect be address d,\\nAnd feel no conscious shame within thy breast?\\nI like these epithets, and who does not?\\nBut by the giver they are soon forgot; 50\\nThe people who bestow the fasces, may\\nFrom the unworthy, take the same away;\\nResign them they are our s, the peoplec r J\\nI do resign them but, reluctantly.\\nBut should they call me thief, deny my claim 55\\nTo temperance, and injuring my good fame,\\nSay, I had kiSPd my father with an halter,\\nShould I change colour, should my tongue then falter", "height": "4180", "width": "2640", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0052.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "Ep. XVI. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 45\\nWhom can false honour please, or whom affright\\nSave him, whose conscience is not just and right, 60\\nOr wants a doctor? Say then, who is good\\nAnd speak in terms which can be understood.\\nHe who the Senator s decrees observes,\\nAnd from the rules of justice never swerves;\\nHe who is sponsor for an injured friend, 6\\nAnd witness against those who laws offend;\\nYet him so specious with decorous skin,\\nHis friends and neighbours think impure within.\\n1 have not stolen, or made attempt to fly,\\n(The slave may say) and what reward have I 70\\n44 Thou hast escaped from stripes; no blood I ve\\nshed\\nNo ravens on thy carcase shall be fed;\\n*i I m good and frugal, as my neighbours know;\\nThe Sabines smile, as tho thou wert not so.\\nThe cautious wolf of pit-falls is aware; 7ft--\\nThe hawk suspects and shuns the hidden snare;\\nThe kite, the hook conceal d within the bait\\nFrom love of virtue, good men sin will hate\\nThe fear of punishment keeps thee in awe,\\nAnd this alone makes thee respect the law. 80\\nBut could st thou hopes of safe deceit retain,\\nThou soon would st mix things sacred and profane\\nIf from my bags one bean be stol n by thee,\\nMy loss is less, but not thy villainy;\\nYour honest man whom ail the courts of law 85\\nRespect, as tho his morals had no ilaw:\\nOffering a sacrifice, cries out aloud,\\nJanus! Apollo midst the gaping crowd\\nBut gently moves his lips in whisp iing prater,\\nAfraid of being heard, Laverna fair, 90", "height": "4236", "width": "2336", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0053.jp2"}, "54": {"fulltext": "46 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. EjT. XVI.\\nPermit me to deceive, but in the sight\\nOf men, permit me to appear upright;\\nIn night conceal my wickedness, and shroud\\nMy fraudulent deceptions with a cloud\\nThis man is avaricious, how is he 95\\nThan a slave better, how is he more free,\\nIf he would stoop, allured by paltry gain,\\nThat he the cross-road farthing might obtain\\nFor he who covets, is to fear a slave,\\nAnd he who fears, is never free and brave; 100\\nHis armour and his shield that man hath lost,\\nAnd hath abandon d virtue s sacred post,\\nWho over hasty, riches to acquire,\\nIs overwhelmed by covetous desire.\\nIf thou canst sell thy captive, do not kill, 105\\nHe well may serve thee, and thy ground may till\\nOr feed thy cattle, as a hardy slave,\\nOr as thy sailor, he the storms may brave\\nAnd sell thy corn, thy cattle and thy stores,\\nIn the best markets on far distant shores. 1 1\\nA man both good and wise, may dare to say,\\nAs Bacchus did to Pontheus in the play,\\nRuler of Thebes, dost thou by force intend,\\nAnd insult base, my free-born soul to bend\\nI ll seize thy goods what, must I then behold\\nMy herds, my land, my moveables and gold\\nAll forced away well, be it so; I ll bind\\nThy hands and feet, and thou shalt be confined\\nBy a stern keeper when I will, my soul\\nShall by a God, be loosed from thy controul. 120\\nI think he points at death, for death, we know,\\nIs the last link of every thing below.", "height": "4180", "width": "2640", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0054.jp2"}, "55": {"fulltext": "Ep* XVII. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 47\\nEPISTLE XVIL\\nTO SCJEVA*\\nTho Sc2Bva thou consultest in thy breast,\\nAnd knowest how the great should be addrest\\nYet if thou canst find leisure to attend\\nTo the experience of a little friend;\\nAs to a blind man who would shew the way, 5\\nThou may st some part adopt of what I say\\nIf placid rest afford thy soul delight,\\nAnd sleep prolonged till the sun shine bright;\\nIf rumbling wheels, if taverns, and if dust\\nDisturb thy peace of mind, or give disgust, 10\\nTake my advice, depart from bustling Rome,\\nAnd make Tarentinum thy quiet home\\nFor joys belong nut to the rich alone,\\nNor doth he live amiss, who lives unknown;\\nShould st thou to serve thy friends still more incline, 15\\nAnd to thyself would st be still more benign,\\nCourt the attention of the essenced great.\\nIf Aristippus patiently had eat\\nHis herbs, he never would have courted Kings.\\nThou would st have thought thy herbs disgusting\\nthings, 20\\nHadst thou by Kings been noticed: of these two\\nOpinions, tell me which most just and true;\\nOr as the senior, let me first define,\\nTo Aristippus why I most incline;\\nThe biting Cynic, as the legends say, \u00c2\u00a75\\nHe thus eluded in a pleasant way.", "height": "4236", "width": "2432", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0055.jp2"}, "56": {"fulltext": "4$ THE EPISTLES OF HORACE- Ep.XYlL\\nam myjown buffoon\u00e2\u0080\u0094 thy whole endeavour\\nIs to obtain the fickle people s favour:\\nSo thou art their buffoon with much more sense\\n1 act my part and what s the consequence 30\\nA horse is ready for me when I need,\\nAt a King s table I can always feed\\nOn vilest things to live is all thy pride,\\nYiler than those hy whom thou artsupply d;\\nWhile thou pretendest (but all this is cant) 35\\nThat thou art not of any thing in want.\\nEach state of life could Aristippus please,\\nTo high aspiring, but in low at ease\\nBut yonder Cynic opposite behold,\\nBv patience clothed in tunic double fold 40\\nCan we expect that such an one as he,\\nCould act another part with decency\\nThe one with ease and with a manly grace,\\nWould go undress d to any public place,\\nAnd with propriety would act the part\\nOf rich or poor, as tho devoid of art;\\nThe other would a cloak Milesian shun,\\nAs from a dog or viper he would run,\\nAnd would submit to die with pinching cold,\\nShould st thou from him his tatter d cloak withhold 50\\nPity his weakness then\u00e2\u0080\u0094 his rags restore,\\nAnd let him live an ideot as before.\\nTo guide affairs, triumphantly to show\\nTo Roman citizens the vanquish dfoe\\nAre rare exploits, and raise the hero s name, 5S\\nHi\u00c2\u00b0-h in the record of immortal fame\\nBut even he who leading men can please,\\nIs not entitled to the smallest praise", "height": "4180", "width": "2640", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0056.jp2"}, "57": {"fulltext": "jEj?. XVII. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 49\\nTis not the lot of every man who sails,\\nTo enter Corinth with propitious gales 60\\nThe man who fears his efforts would be vain,\\nSits still what then shall we due praise retain\\nFrom him who bravely dared and gain d the prize\\nHere then the drift of our inquiry lies:\\nOne dreads the burthen, for he thinks the weight 65\\nFor little minds and bodies, is too great\\nAnother boldly with the weight contends,\\nAnd fortune his bold enterprize befriends;\\nVirtue is surely but an empty name,\\nIf he who rightly dares, acquire no fame. TO\\nHe who before his Lord his wants conceals,\\nWill better fare than he who all reveals\\nIfoffer d, take with prudence but to seize,\\nIs quite a different thing, and will displease:\\nThis is the secret from this head and source, 75\\ni All that I now allege, derives its force.\\nWithout a portion is my sister left,\\nOf all support my mother is bereft;\\nI cannot sell my farm, nor by it live,\\nHe who says this, exclaims, give victuals, give; 80\\nAnother then will whine, for me provide,\\nAnd between him and me the dish divide\\nBut had the crow in silence eat his mess,\\nMore would his meat have been, and quarrels less.\\nHe to Brundusium who his Lord attends, 85\\nOr to Sarentum pleasant, and offends\\nHis ears, with stringing his complaints together,\\nlOf rugged roads, and cold and rainy weather;\\nThen tells his friend how much he is distress d,\\nHis stores being purloin* d from his broken chest; 90\\nE", "height": "4228", "width": "2312", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0057.jp2"}, "58": {"fulltext": "50 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. XVIL\\nActs like the cunning harlot, who appears\\nFor her lost necklace, oft dissolved in tears,\\nOft for her girdle so that no belief\\nShe gains at last for real loss and grief.\\nNor will the man once trick d, incline to stay, 95\\nTo lift the broken limb d man off the way\\nTho with a tearful eye he may exclaim,\\nI m no impostor cruel help the lame.\\nSeek for a stranger, is the general cry\\nOf the hoarse concourse, of the standers by. 100", "height": "4180", "width": "2640", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0058.jp2"}, "59": {"fulltext": "Ep. XVIII. TITE EPISTLES OT HORACE. 51\\nEPISTLE XVIII.\\nTO LOLLIUS.\\nIf rightly I know thee, thou wilt not offend,\\nMy Lollius, by flattery the ears of a friend:\\nAs a matron and harlot can never unite,\\n(unlike to each other as black is to white)\\nSo friendship with flattery can never agree, 5\\nAnd tis friendship alone which unites me to thee;\\nBut tho flattery 1 hate, there s another extreme,\\nWhich deserves a still -larger proportion of blame,\\nA rustic uncouthness, inelegant, rude,\\nWhich on every occasion itself will intrude; 10\\nAs tho a long beard and black teeth would denote\\nA man, who had learnt Virtue s precepts by rote.\\nBut Virtue such foolish pretences disdains,\\nAnd midst opposite vices her station maintains:\\nThis man is obsequious, but passes his jokes 13\\nMore free than is just, on the low table folks:\\nBut stands quite in awe of the nod of the great,\\nAnd delights their low words in high voice to repeat\\nLike a boy who recites all his master may say,\\nOr a mimic rehearsing the words of a play 20\\nThat man arm d with trifles, about a goat s hair\\nWould wrangle, and make it a serious affair.\\nWhat! not take my word! must I always restrain,\\nIf they don t suit thy taste, all the thoughts of my brain\\nCould 1 gain a new life by such abject submission, 2$\\n1 would spurn at the offer, on such a condition.\\ne2", "height": "4208", "width": "2368", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0059.jp2"}, "60": {"fulltext": "52 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. XVIIL 1\\nWhat is the dispute whether Docilis knows\\nMore than Castor, to give or ward off deadly blows\\nIf I wish to Brundusium a journey to make,\\nThe Minutian or Appian way should I take 30\\nThe man who is ruin d by women and play,\\nWho is fond of perfumes, dresses lavishly gay,\\nWho poverty dreads, and would sacrifice health,\\nTo his hunger and thirst after pleasure and wealth,\\nIs by his rich friend both abhorr d and suspected, 35\\nTho with tenfold more vices this friend be infected;\\nOr if not abhorr d, he is ruled just the same\\nAs a mother who wishes her daughters good fame,\\nHer own to excel; so this rich powerful friend,\\nWith his vassal, in vice will disdain to contend 4Q\\nMy wealth, he exclaims, will excuse my excess;\\nThou art poor let thy wisdom appear in thy dress*\\nTis proper for thee to be frugal and plain,\\nTo imitate me is both foolish and vain\\nWhen Eutrapelus wished to injure a friend, 45\\nA present of elegant clothes he would send,\\nFor he knew with new clothing, new schemes would\\narise,\\nHe would think himself happy, and witty and wise,\\nWould sleep in the day time, his business neglect,\\nIndulge in loose pleasures and seldom reflect 50\\nThe money of others would lavishly spend,\\nAnd in abject condition, his days he would end.\\nNever pry into secrets thy friend may think fit,\\nHis affairs to thy prudence, sometimes to commit;\\nLet not wine, let not anger, induce thee to say 51\\nA word, which his secrets might tend to betray*", "height": "4180", "width": "2640", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0060.jp2"}, "61": {"fulltext": "E]). X VIII. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 5$\\nPraise not thy own studies at other s expence\\nIs thy friend fond of hunting? consult thy good sense,\\nIntroduce not thy poems, when his ear resounds\\nWith the shouts of the horsemen and cry of the hounds:\\nDiscordant pursuits once divided the brothers,\\nAmphion and Zethus, and will divide others.\\nAraphion at length to his brother gave way,\\nAnd ceased on his harp most melodious to play.\\nTo the gentle commands of the great thou should st\\nyield 65\\nShould their nets, dogs, and horses be sent to the field\\nArise; lay the petulant Muses aside,\\nThe chace will a plentiful supper provide:\\nThe Romans were always renown d in the chace,\\nWhat exercise better the sinews to brace 70\\nIn this manly pursuit who can Lollius exceed,\\nLike a boar in his strength, like a greyhound in speed\\nWho handles his arms with more grace and more spirit\\nThe public applause is a proof of his merit,\\nWhen in a sham fight he attempts to sustain 75\\nThe manoeuvres of war, with his men on the plain;\\nThou knowest the hardship of camps, their alarms,\\nIn Cantabria learning the practice of arms;\\nLed on by a hero whose valour obtain d\\nThe standards which Parthia from Crassushad sraia d;8d\\nA hero who teaches the world to obey\\nThe orders of Rome, and submit to her sway.\\nThou despisest all habits of ease and of pleasure,\\nAttending in all things to number and measure:\\nAnd when in the country, thy mind dost unbend 8$\\nIn sports, which to public emolument lend,", "height": "4224", "width": "2432", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0061.jp2"}, "62": {"fulltext": "\u00c2\u00a74 THE EPISTLES OF HOUjTCE. Ep. XVIII.\\nThe boys part the boats, then their stations they take,\\nAnd mindful of Actium, contend on the lake;\\nOne squadron thou leadest thyself, and the other\\nObeys the command of thy friend and thy brother; 90\\nThen eager you fight, each desirous of praise,\\nTill one of you gain rapid victory s bays;\\nThese pursuits, which exactly with Caesar s unite.\\nHe applauds with both hands, for they give him delight\\nIf thou wantest advice, to my maxims attend, 9\\nThey are meant to instruct thee, and not to offend;\\nIf another man s conduct engage thy attention.\\nThy sentiments always most cautiously mention\\nShun the man who asks questions, as pratling and vain,\\nOpen ears, receive secrets, but seldom retain, 100-\\nEvery word from thy tongue, whether foolish or wise,\\nWhether well timed or not, irrevocably flies.\\nIn thy noble friend s mansion of marble, beware\\nThat none of his handmaids thy passions ensnare;\\nLest as a great favour the damsel he give, 105\\nOr thou disappointed, in anguish should st live.\\nBefore thou shalt venture a man to commend*\\nTo his conduct in life most minutely attend,\\nFor should he be found^quite devoid of all merit,\\nThy recommendation would bring thee discredit; 110\\nThis man has deceived me, thou frankly might st say,\\nBut he shall not entrap me again fn this way\\nIf false accusations should injure a friend\\nWell known, then his innocence boldly defend\\nThe case is thy own, for if Theon should bite 1 15\\nThy friend with his tooth, thou may st next feel hk\\nspite", "height": "4180", "width": "2640", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0062.jp2"}, "63": {"fulltext": "Ep. XVIII. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 55\\nThe fire not extinguis d increases in strength,\\nAnd the flames which rage near us, may reach us at\\nlength\\nTo pay court to the great some may think an enjoy-\\nment,\\nBut those who have try d it, detest the employment. 120\\nThou art now out at sea, with a prosperous gale,\\nPress forwards; a contrary wind may prevail:\\nThe grave hate the gay, the jocose hate the grave,\\nThe swift hate the slow, and the coward, the brave;\\nThe man who sits long at the table, and drinks, 125\\nHates him, from the circling glasses who shrinks,\\nTho he should declare he is forced to decline,\\nBy a weak state of health, all indulgence in wine.\\nTake the cloud from thy forehead the modest appear\\nVery often obscure, and the silent, severe; 130\\nAmidst ail thy engagements take time to reflect,\\nAnd for reading, the wisest, best authors select,\\nWho may rightly instruct thee in passing thy days,\\nFree from care and from bustle, in sweet placid ease;\\nNot toss d by the tumults of empty ambition, 135\\nWith fear, or vain longings to change thy condition;\\nWhether doctrine alone can true virtue impart?\\nOr hath nature implanted it deep in the heart?\\nWhat may lessen thy cares what will make thee a friend\\nTo thyself; what to tranquillize purely will tend? 140\\nWhether honour, or gain, or a lone situation,\\nAnd a path thro the world which escapes observation?\\nDigentia s cold streams which Mandela supply,\\n(A village exposed to an inclement sky)\\nAfford me refreshment, and what dost thou think 145\\nThat I pray for and wish, when this water I drink?", "height": "4236", "width": "2312", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0063.jp2"}, "64": {"fulltext": "56 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. J\u00c2\u00a3p. XVIII.\\nMay I keep my possessions, but should they grow less,\\nMay I still be content, nor give way to distress.\\nIf the Gods in their wisdom should lengthen my days,\\nMay I live to myself, and enjoy placid ease 150\\nOf good books may I always have plentiful store,\\nAnd provisions to last me a twelvemonth or more;\\nFor when we depend on supplies day by day,\\nHopes and fears on our comforts incessantly prey.\\n5 Tis sufficient to pray for these blessings to Jove, 155\\nWho can grant them at pleasure, at pleasure remove;\\nMay he give life and wealth with attention and care\\nI will strive for myself, a j ust mind to prepare.\\ni", "height": "4180", "width": "2640", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0064.jp2"}, "65": {"fulltext": "Ep. XIX. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 57\\nEPISTLE XIX.\\nTO MMCENAS.\\nMaecenas learn d Cratinus says,\\n(A poet born in ancient days,\\nCanst thou believe him?) that no song\\nCould please or be remember d long,\\nWhich was composed by water drinkers, S\\nA race of cool and prudent thinkers;\\nBut since the Poet s half insane,\\nBacchus halh enroll d with the train\\nOf fawns and satyrs; all the nine,\\nHave in the morning breath d of wine 10\\nHomer commends the grapes rich juice,\\nFrom whence, tis plain, he knew its use;\\nWine warm d old Eunius s veins,\\nWhen he composed his martial strains;\\nThe sober at the bar excel, 1 5\\nAnd let them drink at Libo s well.\\nThose who are rigid and severe,\\nWill never sing to charm the ear\\nI smiling spoke without delay,\\nPoets drink wine both night and day, 20\\nAs tho twere wine which could impart\\nThe Muse s raptures to the heart.\\nWhat! if I chance a man to meet,\\nWith look austere and naked feet,\\nAnd shortly clad in tunic rude, 25\\nLike Cato, must I thence conclude,", "height": "4208", "width": "2368", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0065.jp2"}, "66": {"fulltext": "58 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. XIX.\\nThat Cato s worth in him I see,\\nHis virtue and sincerity\\nlarbitas, they say, thought fit\\nTo be a gentleman and wit 3o\\nAt length he burst, by envy swelPd,\\nBecause Timagenes excell d.\\nWe soon detect the sly deceit,\\nWhen Vice would Virtue counterfeit?\\nShould I by chance look pale and wan, 35\\nThe servile herd my face would scan,\\nAnd would a glass of cumin swallow,\\nThat they might bloodless look, and sallow.\\nImitators herd most vile,\\nHow often have ye stirr d my bile? 46\\nHow often given me just pretence\\nTo laugh at your self consequence\\nThro vacant spaces I have made\\nA path, where no one else has stray d.\\nThe man who in himself confides, 45\\nThe buzzing swarm at pleasure guides\\nBy using first Iambic measures,\\ni added to the Latian treasures;\\nArchilochus s feet and spirit,\\nGive to my verse a novel merit? 50\\nHis bitterness I strive to shun,\\nBy which Lycambes was undone\\nAnd should a shortened wreath be spread,\\nWith curtail d honours round my head,\\nBecause I chose not to depart 5S\\nFrom the old rules of lyric art\\nSappho dared boldly to infuse\\nInto Archilochus s muse 5", "height": "4180", "width": "2640", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0066.jp2"}, "67": {"fulltext": "Ep. XIX. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 59\\nA manly warmth Alcaeus too,\\nThe same bold maimer did pursue 60\\nRetaining still this Poet s measure,\\nHe changed the subject at his pleasure*\\nAlcaeus chose not to rehearse\\nA perjured Sire, in blood-stain d verse\\nOr husband eager to prepare 65\\nA halter for his wedded fair*\\nFirst of the Romans I aspire,\\nTo tune to Latian verse, his lyre\\nAnd I rejoice, when some things new,\\nAnd some forgot, I bring to view, 10\\nThat men ingenuous peruse\\nThe feeble efforts of my Muse.\\nMany will read my works at leisure,\\nConfessing that they give them pleasure;\\nBut when abroad, withhold their praise, 7\\nAnd public envy strive to raise.\\nThou askest why I never labour\\nTo gain the fickle people s favour\\nI give no suppers, do not bribe\\nWith thread bare coats, the vena! tribe 80-\\nAvoid recitals, where the great\\nWriters, their own fine works repeat;\\nNever bestow the least endeavour,\\nTo gain the grammar pedant s favour,\\nHence are these tears and if my verse 85\\nI shun in public to rehearse,\\nThinking 1 have no just pretence,\\nTo give my trifles, consequence\\nIn crowded theatres, they smile\\nAs tho I banter d all the while 90", "height": "4228", "width": "2344", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0067.jp2"}, "68": {"fulltext": "60 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. XIX.\\nu 0, we suppose, that Caesar s ear\\nAlone is fit thy verse to hear\\nAs no one now like Horace shines,\\nIn sweet and highly polish d lines.\\nShould I with scorn their sneers repay, 95\\nTheir nails might wound me in the fray;\\nSo unconcerned I pretend\\nI would withdraw, some lines to mend;\\nFor frequently a playful joke,\\nWarm strife and anger will provoke; 100\\nAnd anger, when indulged too far,\\nFierce enmity and mortal war.\\nA", "height": "4180", "width": "2640", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0068.jp2"}, "69": {"fulltext": "Ef.XX. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 6*\\nEPISTLE XX.\\nTO HIS BOOK.\\nThou seem st (if I mistake thee not) ray book,\\nTow rds Janus and Vertumnus oft to look,\\nThat polish d by the Socii, thou may st lie\\nExpos d to sale, and catch the public eye.\\nThou hatest keys and seals, to modest worth, 5\\nGrateful, and longest now to issue forth\\nVex d with few readers, and thy education,\\nThou fain would st rise in public estimation:\\nFly then away, pursue thy wayward course,\\nFor in return thou wilt have no resource, 10\\nBut when at length thy oft perused page,\\nThe languid reader ceases to engage,\\nWhen thou art torn, or carelessly thrown by\\nWhat have I done Oh what a wretch am I V 9\\nThou wiit exclaim but then twill be too late 15\\nNow if the Augur well can read thy fate,\\nThou wilt be dear to Rome while youth shall last;\\nBut when the grace of novelty be past,\\nThen handled by the vulgar thou wiit need\\nA scouring, or the sluggish moths will feed 20\\nOn thee, cast oiFin place obscure to lie,\\nExcept to Utica thou haste to fly\\nOr, like a captive bound, should chance to gain\\nA passage to llerda s town in Spain.\\nThy monitor meantime, despised by thee, 25\\nWill only smile at thy perplexity", "height": "4200", "width": "2344", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0069.jp2"}, "70": {"fulltext": "62 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. XX.\\nLike him, who angry, with a sudden shock\\nThe stubborn ass push d headlong from the rock,\\nFor who would labour and exert his skill,\\nTo save a man or beast against his will 30\\nWilt thou not frown, when lisping age employs\\nThy pages to instruct raw village boys?\\nBut if by chance thou should st collect together\\nA crowd of readers, in fine sunshine weather,\\nSay, from a father libertine descended 35\\nOf low estate, that I my wings extended\\nBeyond the nest, and to my virtues place,\\nWhat thou deductest from my humble race-\\nSay, that I pleased the leading men of Rome,\\nWarriors abroad, or counsellors at home 40\\nOf little stature, prematurely grey,\\nFond of the sun, and often led astray\\nBy quick irascibility of mind,\\nTho of a nature placable and kind\\nIf any one should then enquire of thee 45\\nThe date exact of my nativity,\\nSay, that Decembers forty-four had fled,\\nWhen Lollius, Lepidus for colleague hd.", "height": "4180", "width": "2640", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0070.jp2"}, "71": {"fulltext": "THE\\nEPISTLES OF HORACE.\\nBOOK IT.\\nEPISTLE I.\\nTO AUGUSTUS.\\nWhile Czesar thou alone sustain st the cares,\\nOf such variety of great affairs,\\nWhile Italy s concerns thy arms defend,\\nThy morals decorate, thy laws amend\\nI should against the public weal transgress, 5\\n]f I detain d thee by a long address.\\nRome s founder, father Bacchus, and the pair\\nOf noble twins, the Sons of Laeda fair,\\nWhose mighty deeds, immortal honours grace,\\nWho civilized on earth the human race; 10\\nComposed fierce wars, and faithful to their trust,\\nAllotted lands with distribution just,\\nAnd built new towns; lamented much to find\\nThe base ingratitude of human kind.\\nThe hydra dire, who slew, and who subdued 15\\nWith fated toil, the monster s horrid brood", "height": "4236", "width": "2388", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0071.jp2"}, "72": {"fulltext": "64 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. I.\\nEven he so noble, generous, just, and brave,\\nFound envy conquer d only by the grave.\\nHe scorches with his splendour, who bears down\\nTalents and arts inferior to his own 20\\nBut when for ever from the earth removed,\\nThe same will be respected and beloved.\\nHonours mature on thee we now bestow,\\nSuch as we justly to thy merits owe\\nAnd altars to thy name, observant raise, 25\\nConfessing that inp ast or present days,\\nThou hast no equal but tho just and wise\\nIn this one point, of giving thee the prize\\nOf excellence, before each leader s name,\\nGrecian or Roman, in the rolls of fame, 30\\nIn other things, the people will decide,\\nWith far less sense and reason on their side;\\nFor with disgust all compositions new,\\nWhich want the stamp of age, the people view;\\nThe ancients they adore without a iiaw 35\\nThey think the Decemvir s twelve tabled law,\\nThe regal treaties with the Gabii bold,\\nAnd with the rigid Sabines famed of old,\\nThe Pontiff s books, the old prophetic rhimes,\\nForetelling actions of succeeding times; 40\\nThese of great worth and merit they account,\\nAnd spoken by the Muse on Alban s mount\\nBut if the Grecian Poets must prevail\\nBy age alone, weigh Roman in that scale\\nWithin the olive, and the nut around, 45\\nWho will assert that nothing hard is found?\\nThe pinnacle of fortune we have gain d,\\nIn painting and in singing have obtain d", "height": "4256", "width": "2610", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0072.jp2"}, "73": {"fulltext": "Ep. I. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 65\\nAnd wrestling too, a more than Grecian fame;\\nIf then to Terse like wine, age gives a name, 50\\nTell me how many years must first expire,\\nBefore a book can excellence acquire\\nWill you the praise of good and old bestow\\nOn him who wrote a century ago\\nOr will jou rank him with the new and vile 5?\\nBut let not many words inflame our bile.\\nOne hundred years will stamp his works to be\\nOld, and entitled to celebrity;\\nSuppose he wants a single month or year,\\nHow will you rank him, must his name appear CO\\nAmong the ancient poets, or have place\\nAmong the modern, which the present race\\nAnd future will despise he well may claim\\nWho wants a month or year, the ancient s fame.\\nThis granted, I proceed, like him who drew G*\\nFrom the mare s tail first one hair, and then two,\\nTill like the sand in glasses, which by grains\\nLessens, no weight of argument remains\\nTo those who value merit by the year,\\nAnd at all modern excellence will sneer. 70\\nEnnius the wise and brave aud ancient name,\\nWho critics say has rivalled Homer s fame;\\nHis promises, neglected, and the schemes\\nPrompted by his Pythagorean dreams;\\nNaevius, tho* seldom in our hands, we find 75\\nTreasured (as learn d by rote) in every mind,\\nWho most excells, if any doubts arise*\\nPacuvius old and learn d will gain the prize\\nAccius is thought sublime Afranius case\\nFlows like Menander s, and is sure to please SO\\nT", "height": "4236", "width": "2384", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0073.jp2"}, "74": {"fulltext": "^sy\\n66 T3E EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. h\\nPlautus like Epicharmus hastes along,\\nIn fable elegant and sweet in song;\\nIn subjects grave, Caccilius all admire\\nWith art Terentius modulates his lyre\\nRome reads and learns these poets, who engage 85\\nThe warm applauses of the public stage,\\nAnd from the time of Livius to our days\\nTheir works obtain an universal praise\\nThe vulgar sometimes rightly may conclude,\\nBut their opinions oft are false and crude 90\\nIf ancient poets they so much esteem,\\nThat equal or superior, nought they deem;\\nThey err but if they candidly admit,\\nSome are too old, and some want ease and wit\\nThen they form just opinions, and agree 95\\nIn all their leading sentiments with rae.\\nBut tho I censure, tis not to destroy\\nThe songs of Livius, which to me a boy\\nOrbilius taught, a pedagogue severe;\\nBut can I cease to wonder when I hear 100\\nThese poems praised as perfect and divine\\nIn which a word by chance may brightly shine,\\nAnd here and there a highly finish d verse,\\nWhich may afford us pleasure to rehearse;\\nAnd these unjustly over faults prevail, 105\\nAnd for the whole procure a ready sale.\\nI m vex d to see a good new work despised,\\nAnd bad old works immoderately prized,\\nAs tho entitled to immortal fame,\\nW T hen our indulgence only, they can claim: 110\\nIs Atta s fable worthy to engage\\nThe flowers perfumes and plaudits of the stage", "height": "4256", "width": "2610", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0074.jp2"}, "75": {"fulltext": "EfU I. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 67\\nShould I thus doubt, the senators exclaim,\\nThou hast abandon d every sense of shame;\\nWhen I attempt some slight defects to quote, 115\\nIn what grave iEsop or learn d Roscius wrote\\nEither they think that nothing can be right\\nWhich does not with their sentiments unite,\\nOr that it would the elders wise disgrace,\\nWere they, young men s opinions to embrace. 120\\nThe Saliis soug composed in Numa s days,\\nSome men who never heard it, dare to praise\\nBut can such praise, give honour to the dead,\\nAs blasts the laurel on the living* head\\nTheir enmity to us is clearly seen 125\\nWe are the objects of their hate and spleen.\\nBut if the Greeks (as we do) had despised\\nAll that is new, what old works could be prized\\nWhat now would public libraries produce,\\nFreeh to circulate for general use 130\\nWhen Greece had ceased for liberty to fight,\\nIn trifles elegant she took delight;\\nFavour d by fortune, who each want supplied,\\nShe into vice insensibly did slide,\\nWrestlers aud horses now, delight impart, 135\\nNow she admires the sculptor s curious art;\\nMarble and brass and ivory seem to live,\\nAnd face and mind to canvass, painters give;\\nNow comedy and song enchant her ear,\\nNow tragedy draws forth th impassion d tear 140\\nAS when an infant in his nurse s arms,\\nSports with a plaything which his fancy charms,\\nBut soon is tired, and throws aside the toy,\\nFor what disgusts a man, delights a boy.\\nf 2", "height": "4236", "width": "2384", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0075.jp2"}, "76": {"fulltext": "63 THE EPISTLES OF HOftAcE. Ep. I.\\nIf nicely we survey this mortal state, 145\\nWhat man is constant in his love or hate\\nThe prosp rous gales attending happy peace,\\nTo arts and luxury gave this increase;\\nTwas long a custom sanctioned at Rome,\\nTo spend the morning solemnly at home, 150\\nThat on their patrons, clients might attend,\\nAnd each be counsell d by his pow rful friend,\\nHow to put out their money safe to use,\\nAnd guard against all fraudulent abuse\\nThe elders taught, the younger learnt the way 155\\nTo make wealth grow and hurtful lusts decay\\nBut other plans our fickle times engage,\\nTo scribble verse is now the general rage;\\nFathers severe, and boys with laurel crown d,\\nEnjoy their suppers while the song goes round 160\\nEven I, who say 1 neverwrite in verse,\\nAm foutid more false than Parthians, and rehearse,\\nAnd before sun rise of Parnassus think,\\nCalling for pens, for paper, and for ink.\\nThe man who knows not sailing arts, would fear, 165\\nOn the tempestuous sea a ship to steer,\\nWho to the sick would southernwood prescribe\\nExcept a member of the healing tribe?\\nDoctors will promise what they understand,\\nAn artist guides his tools with skilful hand 170\\nBut learn d and unlearn d both consume their time,\\nFrom morn to evening, in composing rhime;\\nCall this an error, or a want of sense,\\nIt still to virtue has some small pretence.\\nWho ever knew a poet, with a mind, 175\\nTo heap up riches greedily inclined", "height": "4256", "width": "2610", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0076.jp2"}, "77": {"fulltext": "Ep. I. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 69\\nHe loves a verse in this he takes delight,\\nHe laughs at losses, fire, and servants flight;\\nNo fraud, no evil, ever he intends,\\nTo boys intrusted to him, or to friends; ISO\\nHe patiently submits, tho only fed,\\nWith humble vetches, or with household bread,\\nA wretched soldier, and inert, but then,\\nIn peace he makes an useful citizen;\\nBut if you grant the weak may aid the strong, 18\\nThe poet forms the infants lisping tongue,\\nHis ear averts from words obscene, his soul\\nInstructs to yield to virtues wise controul\\nCorrects the passions, strives to make them free,\\nFrom anger, envy, and asperity 190\\nRecords events, instructs the rising youth,\\nBy known examples, in the paths of truth r\\nComforts the man with poverty opprest,\\nAnd soothes the anguish of the sick man s breast.\\nCould virgins chaste and spotless boys unite 195\\nIn solemn prayer, if poets ceased to write\\nThe chorus asks, in supplicating strain,\\nAnd from the skies draws down refreshing rain,\\nDispells feard dangers, and averts disease,\\nAnd years obtains of fruitfulness and peace 200\\nThe powers above, the manes who reside\\nIn realms below, by verse are pacified.\\nOur husbandmen of old, were brave and blest,\\nTho they but little property possess d,\\nAnd harvest ended, on the stated days, 205\\nBody and mind indulged in feasts and plays\\nWith their companions, with their sons and boys,\\nPartners in toil, and partners in their joys", "height": "4236", "width": "2432", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0077.jp2"}, "78": {"fulltext": "TO THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. I.\\nA fatted pig on Tellus they bestow d,\\nWhile to Silvanus milk abundant flow d, 210\\nAnd flowers and wine, they offer d to the power,\\nThe kind reminder of the fleeting hour?\\nFrom hence the licence Fescenine arose,\\nAnd rustic wit in verse alternate flows\\nFrom year to year, this freedom was enjoy d, 215\\nAnd with good humour pleasantly employ d,\\nTill jokes severe began at length to be\\nConverted into open enmity.\\nOf envj s cruel tooth some felt the smart,\\nThe untouched had the common cause at heart; 220\\nAnd laws were made, declaring it a crime,\\nTo notice others in malicious rhime;\\nThis fear of punishment led men to write\\nOn a new model form d to give delight.\\nGreece captive soon the savage conqueror caught, 225\\nAnd into Latium arts and manners brought;\\nThen ver e Saturnian ceased, and in the place\\nOf venom d rhime, came elegance and grace;\\nBut slow was the improvement, for we find\\nSome traces still of manners unrefined 230\\nTwas long before the Grecians polish d wit\\nWould the rough genius of the Romans fit,\\nBut when the bloody Punic wars were closed,\\nAnd Italy in peace and rest reposed,\\nThen she began the merits to discuss 235\\nOf Thespis, Sopholes, and Eschylus,\\nAnd afterwards attempted to infuse\\nThe Grecian spirit in the Latian muse,\\nThe bold attempt succeeded, for her mind\\nWas manly and sublime, tho not refined 240", "height": "4256", "width": "2610", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0078.jp2"}, "79": {"fulltext": "-\u00c2\u00a3p. I. THTE EPISTLES OF HOltAcE. tl\\nThe tragic muse inflamed her haughty soul,\\nBut she disdaiu d to blot, and spurn d controul,\\nThinking erasures shew d a want of spirit,\\nAnd derogated from an author s merit.\\nTis thought that Comedies are wrote with ease, 245\\nBecause the scenes of common life can please,\\nBut as the public no indulgence show,\\nPoets are forced much labour to bestow.\\nHow loosely Plautus writes how ill sustains\\nThe youthful lover s part, his joys and pains 250\\nThe anxious father s, and the pander s sly\\nSay, can Dorsennus captivate the eye?\\nCan his voracious parasites engage,\\nOr his loose buskins, notice from the stage\\nTo pocket money is his sole delight, 255\\nThe fable may be wrong, or may be right.\\nHe who in glory s airy car is borne,\\nPaints, if received with apathy or scorn*\\nApplause inflates him trifles thus can raise,\\nOr can depress a writer fond of praise; 260\\nIf 1 must sink, or must increase in size,\\nAs I m refused or bonour d by the prize,\\nParewel for ever such pursuits most vain,\\nUnworthy more my notice to obtain;\\nPoets are often terrified, because 265\\nNumbers, and not discernment, give the laws\\nThe weak, unlearned, in fierce disputes engage,\\nIf knights applaud the poet on the stage,\\nAnd in the middle of the songs declare\\nThey prefer boxers, or a dancing bear, 270\\nIn these the vulgar place their chief delight;\\nThe ear grows torpid, even of the knight,", "height": "4296", "width": "2384", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0079.jp2"}, "80": {"fulltext": "?2 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep* h\\nWho now prefers to gratify his eyes\\nIn foolish pageants which excite surprize;\\nFurl d are the scenes which decorate a play, 275\\nWhile troops of horse and footmen haste away\\nThen kings with fetter 7 d hands are forced along,\\nCars, chariots, waggons, ships, increase the throng,\\nStatues of iv ry now the stage adorn,\\nNow Corinth s spoils triumphantly are born 2S0\\nDemocritus would laugh were he on earth,\\nTo see the crowd admire a monstrous birth,\\nHalf camel and half panther he would be\\nDelighted also in no small degree,\\nTo see the people wond ring at the sight 285\\nOf a strange beast, an elephant, all white,\\nSurely their follies would his thoughts engage\\nMore than the pla\\\\s then acted on the stage;\\nAnd he would think that poets wrote in vain,\\nFrom asses deaf applauses to obtain; 290\\nBut how can voices overcome the sound,\\nWith which our crowded theatres abound?\\nThou would st suppose thou heard st the forest roar\\nOf Garganus, or waves which dash the shore\\nWith such a noise the multitude surveys 295\\nThe scenery, the dress, and pomp of plays\\nThe fine dress d actor meets with loud applause.\\nWhat ha3 he said, which all this clapping draws\\nNothing\u00e2\u0080\u0094 what pleases then their ravnh d eyes\\nBehold the brightness of Tarentine dyes, 300\\nBut think not Ca2sar,I indulge a spite\\nAgainst the plays which other poets write,\\nWhen I the task decline he takes full scope\\nAnd with address perambulates the rope,", "height": "4256", "width": "2610", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0080.jp2"}, "81": {"fulltext": "Ep, I. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 73\\nWho by his words, affects my heart at will, 305\\nCan irritate, can sooth, with terrors fill,\\nLike a magician, and with strange controul,\\nTo Athens now, and now transports my soul\\nTo Thebes but let the poets who prefer,\\nA private reader, to the Theatre, 310\\nWhose censure proud disturbs them, gain thine ear,\\nIf thou wouldst wish new volumes to appear,\\nTo fill the library which thou hast raised\\nIn honour of Apollo, justly praised,\\nAnd wouldst incite them to frequent the fount, 315\\nOf Helicon and its virescent mount\\nPoets do often their own ills create,\\n(1 frankly own that this is oft my fate)\\nWhen for thy reading we a book prepare,\\nAnd give it thee worn down with toil and care; 320\\nAnd when we fret because a verse offends\\nThe ears fastidious of our well known friends,\\nAnd when we grieve that poems spun so fine,\\nIn the arrangement of each word and line,\\nAre overlook d, and when we oft rehearse 325\\nWithout being ask d our self-applauded verse,\\nAnd when we trust that shouid st thou understand,\\nWe have a work poetical in hand,\\nThou wilt spontaneous send for us, and say,\\nWrite on, your fortune s made drive care away; 330\\nBut it is worth some labour, well to know\\nHow much great virtues to the poets owe,\\nTho to a poet mean, it is not fit\\nThe hero s fame and sage s to commit;\\nOne Chcerilus bad verses couid repeat, 335\\nWhich pleased the ear, of Alexander great,", "height": "4300", "width": "2384", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0081.jp2"}, "82": {"fulltext": "74 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep, I.\\nWho in return for flattery ill paid,\\nA royal present of Philippi made.\\nInk spill d on paper, always leaves a spot,\\nSo do bad verses noble actions blot; 340\\nBut this same King, who foolishly enough,\\nLavished his money on such wretched stuff;\\nForbid that others should his picture draw,\\nExcept Apelles, by a special law,\\nAnd that except Lysippus, none should trace 345\\nIn brass the likeness of his royal face\\nBut had this King, who so well could descry,\\nThe works of art, which captivate the eye,\\nAttempted books and poems to compare,\\nThou wouldst assert, he breathed Boeotian air; 350\\nBut thou art guided by superior sense,\\nAnd knowest how thy favours to dispense:\\nVirgil and Varius well thy notice claim,\\nThy gifts to them have eternized thy fame\\nNo brazen bust a likeness can convey, 355\\nWith more exactness than the poet s lay,\\nOne gives the face, the other more refined,\\nDescribes the Hero s manners and his mind.\\nBut it is not by choice that I compose\\nWords creeping on the ground, resembling prose S60\\nGreat deeds perform d, the site of countries vast,\\nCastles on rocks, the mighty rivers pass d;\\nBarbarian kingdoms, and the happy peace,\\nWhich causes wars throughout the world to cease\\nThe gates of Janus dosed, the Roman name, 365\\nBy thee our Prince exalted, and its fame\\nTo Parthia terrible these I should chuse,\\nAs glorious subjects for my humble muse;", "height": "4256", "width": "2610", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0082.jp2"}, "83": {"fulltext": "i\\\\\\nEp* I. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 15\\nBut want of power forbids me to fulfill,\\nThe inclinations of ray ardent will 370\\nNor would a slender groveling song agree\\nWith the respect we owe thy Majesty;\\nSo modesty compels me to decline,\\nA task requiring far more strength than mine\\nOfficiousness disgusts the friends we love, 375\\nAnd it doth often more offensive prove\\nWhen dress d in artful verse, for then we fear,\\nThe compliment contains some hidden sneer,\\nAnd in our memory we less retain\\nWhat gives us pleasure, than what gives us pain 380\\nThis office then as hateful I resign,\\nAnd never do I wish ray face to shine,\\nMoulded in wax, distorted, nor my name,\\nIn ill wrote verse to be consign d to fame,\\nLest I should blush, at such a present base, 385\\nAnd with the author in an open case\\nBe to some paltry street or shop convey d,\\nWhere silly writings serve the pedlar s trade,\\nTo wrap round pepper, frankincence, perfume,\\nAnd other things which paper waste consume. 390", "height": "4236", "width": "2432", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0083.jp2"}, "84": {"fulltext": "16 THE EPISTLES F HORACE. Ep. II.\\nEPISTLE II.\\nTO JULIUS FLORUS.\\nFlorus the noble Nero s friend,\\nIf any one by chance should send,\\nTo thee for sale, a boy forlorn,\\nAt Tibur or at Gabii born\\nAnd thus should sav, the boy is fair, 5\\nIn shape most perfect to a hair,\\nEight thousand sesterces I ask,\\nA nod reminds him of his task,\\nA little Greek he understands,\\nTo every thing he turns his hands, 10\\nHe is so apt, a master may\\nMould him at will, liketemper d clay,\\nHis untaught song is very sweet\\nTo those at festivals who meet:\\nToo many words suspicions raise 15\\nWhen we our wares unduly praise,\\nTho low in cash, from debt I m free,\\nNo other man would offer thee\\nSo good a bargain, and in vain\\nWould others wish the like to gain 20\\nHe once did make a little slip,\\nAnd loiter d, fearful of the whip\\nLay down the money, all is right*\\nHe will not harm thee save by flight;\\nThou can st no remedy obtain, 25-\\nOr get thy money back again,", "height": "4256", "width": "2610", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0084.jp2"}, "85": {"fulltext": "Ep. II. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. TT\\nThou knowingly didst buy the lad,\\nWho as a runaway was bad,\\nWhy then attempt relief to draw\\nFrom a perplexing suit at law 30\\nI told thee when thou went st from Rome,\\nThat I was very dull at home,\\nHad lost my cheerfulness and wit,\\nAnd was for writing verse unfit,\\nLest a long silence might offend 35\\nA man, I honour d as my friend,\\nWhat have I gain d by this profession\\nIf silence now be called transgression\\nA soldier of Lucullus kept\\nHis wealth about him while he slept, 40\\n(Which with much trouble he had stored)\\nA thief approached him as he snored,\\nAnd stole it all he then became\\nLike a wild beast, which none could tame,\\nVex d with himself and with his foes, 45\\nBy desperation urged, he goes,\\nAnd by an unexpected shock\\nStorms a rich castle on a rock\\nFor this bold act, renown he gained,\\nAnd many precious gifts obtain d 50\\nThe Praeter now had strong desire\\nA neighb ring castle to acquire;\\nHe call d this man, and to him told\\nEnough to make a coward bold,\\nBrave fellow go where virtue calls, 55\\nAnd gain for me yon lofty walls,\\nAnd if thy courage shall sccceed,\\nu Immense rewards shall crown the deed", "height": "4292", "width": "2384", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0085.jp2"}, "86": {"fulltext": "?8 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE* Ep. II\\nWhy loiter thus V 1 he now was grown\\nA little cautious tho a clown, 60\\nGen ral said he, 1 should not lag,\\nIf I had got an empty bag,\\nBut seek a man, in pocket low,\\nFor where thou wishest he will go.\\nBrought up at Rome, I there was taught 65\\nWhat woes enraged Achilles brought\\nOn Greece then some increase of art\\nGood Athens did to me impart,\\nIn separating wrong from right,\\nAnd in her groves I took delight, 70\\nTo search for truth, that 1 might find\\nA right direction to my mind.\\nHard times succeeded, and removed\\nMe from the city which I loved,\\nThen I was hurried by the rage 75\\nOf civil discord, to engage\\nIn arms which could not long withstand,\\nAgustus Caesar s mighty hand\\nBut when Phiiiipi s field was lost,\\nMy expectations all were crost; 80\\nMy wings were dipt, my whole estate\\nW 7 as swallow d up by adverse fate;\\nAudacious poverty did then\\nImpel me to essay my pen,\\nIn writing verses, but now blest 85\\nWith competence repose and rest,\\nI must be mad indeed I think,\\nAnd ought much hellebore to drink,\\nDid 1 not rather day and night\\nPrefer to sleep, than verses write 90", "height": "4256", "width": "2610", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0086.jp2"}, "87": {"fulltext": "Ep. II. THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 79\\nThe passing years steal joys away,\\nFled are my jokes, love, feasting, play,\\nAnd now my songs, from me they wrest,\\nWhat can I do then for the best\\nIn admiration and in love, 95\\nWe oft in opposition move,\\nIn lyric songs thou tak st a pleasure,\\nAnother likes Iambic measure;\\nA third in Bion s verse delights,\\nFor this, well pepper d, keenly bites; 100\\nInvite three guests their tastes observe,\\nNo dish the taste of two will serve\\nWhat shall I give? the one refuses\\nThe dish the other fondly chuses;\\nAnd what thou seems t to like the best, 105\\nThe other two, as sour detest\\nNow cans t thou think that J have time\\nAt Rome to write to thee in rhime,\\nAmidst so many toils and cares\\nThis man involved in his affairs, 110\\nRequires a bondsman that invites\\nMe, to read over all he writes.\\nOne lives upon the Hill Quirinus,\\nOne on the distant A.ventinus,\\nBoth must be visited, altho 115\\nIt be a weary way to go\\nThe streets are clean enough (thou it say)\\n11 Thou may st be musing all the way\\nThe architect here hastes along,\\nWith mules and waggons thro the throng, 120\\nThere on a vast machine, you see\\nA massive stone, or limber tree", "height": "4236", "width": "2432", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0087.jp2"}, "88": {"fulltext": "SO THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep. II.\\nThere funerals sad the draymen meet,\\nAnd scarcely pass them in the street,\\nA rapid dog affrights me, now 125\\nI shun the fury of a sow;\\nCome then in calmness pass along,\\nAnd meditate harmonious song\\nAll poets fly from towns, and love,\\nThe calming stillness of the grove 130\\nClients of Bacchus, who is made\\nHappy by gentle sleep and shade.\\nYet thou woulds t wish me songs to write\\nAmidst such bustle day and night,\\nAnd to the strictest rules confine 135\\nThe harmony of every line\\nA genius who delights to rove\\nIn Athens calm and shady grove,\\nHath studied for seven years, and now\\nWith books and cares hath mark d his brow 140\\nMore silent than a statue, meets\\nThe public laughter in the streets\\nAmidst such waves and tempests then\\nCan I attempt to guide my pen,\\nTo write with animated fire, 145\\nA composition for the lyre\\nA lawyer and a rhetorician,\\nTwo brothers full of vain ambition,\\nAlternately at Rome would raise\\nTheir voice, to sound each other s praise; 150\\nThou art a Gracchus in mine eyes,\\nAnd thou a Mucius, he replies.\\nNow are not poets as insane,\\nLoquacious, arrogant, and vain?", "height": "4256", "width": "2610", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0088.jp2"}, "89": {"fulltext": "Ep. II. THE EPISTLES Of HORACE. 81\\nIn lyric measures compose, 155\\nHis elegy most sweetly flows,\\nArt is discovered in each line,\\nThe work is worthy of the Nine!\\nSee with what self conceit and pride\\nWe walk together side hy side, 160\\nAnd view the dome with empty shelves,\\nPrepared for poets like ourselves!\\nIf thou hast leisure to pursue,\\nThe subject with attention due,\\nHear at a distance, why each lays 105\\nHis claim to wear a crown of bays\\nWe seem to tight in angry mood,\\nLike Samnites with their swords of wood,\\nFrom evening to the dawn of day,\\nWhen we our compliments display 170\\nI am Alca?us in his view,\\nNow what return to him is due\\nHe is Callimachus, if more\\nBe still required, I then explore,\\nA higher name to crown his merit, 175\\nThou hast Mfamermas? wit and spirit\\nMuch do I labour when I write,\\nTo guard against the poet s spite,\\nFor I would fain preserve the grace\\nOf this most irritable race 180\\nI also strive to draw the tide,\\nOf public favour, on my side;\\nBut studies ended, when I find,\\nA renovated strength of mind?\\nG", "height": "4236", "width": "2392", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0089.jp2"}, "90": {"fulltext": "82 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. Ep, H.\\nI turn a deafen d ear to those, 185\\nWho read whatever they compose.\\nWe laugh at those, had verse who write,\\nTho* in composing they delight;\\nAnd happy in their own conceit,\\nIf thou be silent, they repeat 190\\nTheir own encomiums but those\\nWho would a finished work compose,\\nShould like a honest critic, think,\\nWhen they take paper, pen, and ink;\\nAnd should remove from every line, 19\\nWords, which are weak and dimlj shine,\\nAnd want due dignity and grace,\\nTho they reluctant quit their place,\\nAnd may in Vesta s honour d fane,\\nTheir wonted consequence retain: 200\\nWords long obscure and out of use,\\nThey boldly will to light produce\\nWhich the Cethegi, and the bold\\nCatos approved in days of oltL;\\nBut now are deem d as out of date, -.-205\\nDeform d, uncouth, and obselete.\\nNew words which custom shall admit,\\nThey will adopt as right and fit\\nAnd like a river pure, which yields\\nUs streams to bless the verdant fields, 210\\nThey will round Italy dispense,\\nA current of rich eloquence\\nLuxuriant words they will-compress,\\nAnd clothe rough -ones in smoother dress?", "height": "4256", "width": "2610", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0090.jp2"}, "91": {"fulltext": "JEp-H* THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 8S\\nAnd as their virtues shall decay, 21 h\\nThese useless words will take away\\nThis they will do with native ease,\\nLike skilful actors who can please,\\nWhether with Satyrs brisk they play,\\nOr from rough Cyclops run away 220\\nMay I be thought a writer vain*\\nInert, or even half insane\\nIf happy, rather than to be\\nA writer of celebrity,\\nWith mind distress d a man they say 225\\nAt Argos thought he heard a play\\n(A tragedy of wond rous merit)\\nWhich he applauded with much spirit,\\nSitting alone, and no one uear,\\nHis joyful shouts and claps to hear 230\\nStrict in morality of life*\\nKind to his neighbours,. guests, and wife\\nWho pardon d slaves neglecting tasks,\\nAnd raved not at their opening casks;\\nAgainst a rock who would not run, 235\\nAnd who an open well would shun;.\\nWhen he by his relations wealth,\\nAnd kind attention to his health,\\nAnd draughts of Ellebore refined,\\nKegain d the vigour of his mind, 240\\nHe loud exclaim d my friends, to you\\nNo gratitude from me is due,\\nFor you have aided to destroy,\\nThe so cjrce of my terrestrial joy", "height": "4304", "width": "2456", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0091.jp2"}, "92": {"fulltext": ".84 THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 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II.\\nMy mental error made me gay, 245\\nAnd force has driven it quite away.\\nCome now from trifles let us rise,\\nTis far more useful to be wise;\\nTbo reason tells us that we may\\nGive boys their proper hoursfor play. 250\\nLet us no longer now enquire,\\nWhat words best suit the Latian lyre,\\nBut with exact attention scan,\\nWhat constitutes the bliss of man!\\nW T ithin myself I oft discuss 255\\nThis subject, and I reason thus,\\nIf copious draughts should leave thee dry,\\nThou to a doctor wouldst apply\\nIf as thou addest to thy store,\\nThou still art coveting for more, 260\\nWilt thou (tho mentally dislres t,)\\nConceal the secret in thy breast\\nIf I should herbs and roots procure,\\nTo dress thy wound, and could not cure,\\nThou would st with reason just refrain, 265\\nTo use these herbs and roots again.\\nKow thou hast heard that Folly fiies\\nThe man, whom Heaven with wealth supplies;\\nConsult thy conscience thou must own\\nThou art in wealth, not wisdom grown 270\\nV/hy then wilt thou attention pay,\\nTo those who lead thee thus astray\\nIf gold could render thee more wise,\\nOr cause thee av rice to despise,", "height": "4256", "width": "2610", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0092.jp2"}, "93": {"fulltext": "Ep.ll. THE EPISTLES OP HORACE. 85\\nCould give thee firmness then indeed 2T5\\nShould any man alive exceed\\nThyself in wealth, a blushing face,\\nWould not thy avarice disgrace;\\nIf what we buy with scales and brass,\\nDoth into our possession pass, 280\\nAs lawyers saj tis clearly shown,\\nThe land which feeds thee is thine own*\\nOccus s steward when he knows\\nThat thou wilt buy the crops h\u00c2\u00a9 sows,\\nPerceives thou art his lord -his wine, 285\\nGrapes, fowls and eggs, for gold are thine,\\nAnd thus thou may st, by payments small,\\nHis ground, thy own possession call.\\nWhat matters it, if now I pay,\\nOr did so in a former day 290\\nThe owner of the rich domains,\\nIn Ariciue s and Yeii s plains,\\nSups on bought herbs (though he thinks not,)\\nBought faggots heat his brazen pot\\nBut still his own he calls his ground, 295\\nFor poplar trees its limits bound,\\nAs tho a man had owner s power,\\nO er what within a fleeting hour,\\nBy gift, by purchase, or by might,\\nOr death, would be another s right 300\\nThus as no one of mortal birth,\\nCan claim perpetual use on earth,\\nBut every heir a heir must have,\\nAs rolling wave succeeds to wave;", "height": "4236", "width": "2432", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0093.jp2"}, "94": {"fulltext": "8l THE EPISTLES OF HORACE. 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IL\\nWhy should we covet villas gay, 305\\nOr barns to hoard our corn and hay\\nWhy should we still add farm to farm,\\nWhen we can never death disarm,\\nWho scorns our gold, and at a blow^\\nLays great and small together low? 3\\nGems, marble, iv ry, purple vests,\\nSilver and pictures, busts and chests,\\nSome men have not, and some there are\\nAbout these things who never care;\\nWhy should one brother prefer play, 3\\nDress, ointment, loit ring time away,\\nTo all the palm-trees, which abound\\nIn Herod s cultivated ground\\nThe other rich, from dawn of light.\\nIncessant toil till late at night, 3:\\nIntent his woodlands wild to tame.\\nWith sharpen d steel and crackling flame I\\nThe genius knows who at our birth,\\nPresides, attending us on earth*\\nWho guides our actions, and will have 3!\\nAn exit with us in the grave;\\nWhose changing face like day and night\\nIs sometimes black and sometimes white;\\nBut I will use my little store,\\nAnd take what s needful and no more; 3\\nSuppose that I should leave behind,\\nLess than my heir expects to find,\\nWhat matters it? yet 1 would make\\nDifference between a spendthrift rake,", "height": "4256", "width": "2610", "jp2-path": "epistlesofhorace00hora_0094.jp2"}, "95": {"fulltext": "?p. 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