Friday, January 14, 2005

Horace Carmina 1.3

So may the potent deesse of Cyprus,
The brothers of Helen, lucent sidereals,
And of winds the father keep you
(With all else but Iapyx set aside)
Boat, who, entrusted to yourself,
Owe Virgil to the Attic shores:
Return unharmed I pray
And keep the other half of me.

Him oak and triple bronze
Had round his heart, who fragile to savage
Seas entrusted a raft
First; nor feared he precipitous Africanus
Raging 'gainst Aquilo,
Nor the gloomy Hyades nor the rabies of Notus,
(Than whom not an arbiter of Hadriatic's
Greater) who lifts and breaks the waves at will;
That which of death is advancement feared
He who with parched eyes swimming monstrantes,
Who saw and the turbid seas,
Ill-famed Acrocraunian cliffs?
Vainly did godhead rend
Prudently from unfriendly ocean
Our earth, if still impious
Rafts run across rifts not to be touched.
Audacious to suffer all
The humanely begotten rush, on account of forbidden sin:
Audacious genus of Iapetus
Fire by fraudulous tricks instilled in the clans;
After fire from heavenly home
Was robbed, emaciation and novelties fevrous
Fell all together to earth,
And far off, formerly tardy need
Quickened the progress of death;
Burst upon Acheron Hercules' labor,
Nothing for mortals is steep:
Earth's ceiling itself we in foolishness seek, nor
Through ours do we suffer (our sins)
His fulminations, wrathful, Jove to put away.

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