The Odes, Satyrs, and Epistles of Horace Done into English.
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Title
The Odes, Satyrs, and Epistles of Horace Done into English.
Author
Horace.
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London :: printed for Jacob Tonson, and sold by Tim. Goodwin at the Maiden-head against St. Dunstans Church in Fleetstreet,
1684.
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Subject terms
Latin poetry -- Translations into English -- Early works to 1800.
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"The Odes, Satyrs, and Epistles of Horace Done into English." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A44471.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 4, 2024.
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ODE XXXIV. He resolves to be religious, and follow Epicurus's Philosophy no more.
I That but seldom did adore,I that no God but pleasure knew,VVhilst mad Philosophy did blind,And Epicurus fool'd my Mind;Must keep that impious Course no more;But turn my Sails, and steer anew.
For Angry Jove with mighty force,Whilst all the Skies were bright and clear,Shot thro the Heaven with pointed flame,And shook the Universal frame;He lately drove his thund'ring HorseAnd flaming Chariot thro the Air.
This shook the Earth and wandring streams,This noise disturb'd the quiet Dead;Thro muddy Styx, thro all beneath,And thro the shady VValks of DeathQuick Lightning shot unusual beams;The Ghosts beheld the Light, and fled.
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He brings the most obscure to light,And robs the Glorious of a Crown;Now tumbles down the mighty ProudAnd makes them know there is a God;Now kicks the lofty into night,And seats the Peasant in a Throne.
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