Certain selected odes of Horace, Englished; and their arguments annexed. VVith poems (antient and modern) of divers subiects, translated. Whereunto are added, both in Latin and English, sundry new epigrammes. Anagramms. Epitaphes
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Certain selected odes of Horace, Englished; and their arguments annexed. VVith poems (antient and modern) of divers subiects, translated. Whereunto are added, both in Latin and English, sundry new epigrammes. Anagramms. Epitaphes
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Horace.
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London :: Printed by H[umphrey] L[ownes] for Richard Moore; and are to be solde at his shop in Saint Dunstans Church-yard, in Fleet-street,
1621.
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"Certain selected odes of Horace, Englished; and their arguments annexed. VVith poems (antient and modern) of divers subiects, translated. Whereunto are added, both in Latin and English, sundry new epigrammes. Anagramms. Epitaphes." In the digital collection Early English Books Online 2. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A03671.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 3, 2024.
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Ad Martium Censorinū. Lib. 4. Ode. 8.
THE ARGVMENT.
That to his friends he nothing sendsBut Verses: and this giftDoth make mens name, resound with fame,And them to heaven up-lift.
RIch plate and Iewels, that do lively showeThe work-mans skill, I frankly would bestoweVpon my friends, O Censorine. I wouldGive them faire tables garnished with gold,In-layd with Ivory, on strong trestles set,Th' high-priz'd rewards of valiant Greeks. Nor yetShouldst thou the worst have, if I did aboundWith those things that Parrhasius have renown'd,Or Scophas, to these present times; The oneCunning in colours, th' other in hard stone,To make a man, or god: But, this I want:And of such ornaments thou hast no scant.Thou verses lov'st: I verses can give well,And of this gift the worthy praises tell.No marble Statues with high titles wrought,By which both breath, and life againe is broughtTo noble Captaines after they are dead;Nor Hanniball, with break-neck speed that fled
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(When all his threats upon himselfe return'd)Nor faith-less Carthage into cinders burn'd,Doe more his noble acts commit to Fame(Affrick subdu'd, that gaind a glorious name)Then the Calabrian Muses. If they faileTo doe good deeds, it nought will thee availe.Had not the Boyes name long since from us fled,Whom Mars (when Ilia lost her maiden-head)Begot, if envious silence could from usConceale the acts of worthy Romulus?From Stygian rivers, Aeacus, set freeBy powr-full skill of divine Poësie,Is canoniz'd for ever to remaineAmongst th' Heroës in th' Elysian Plaine.Praise-worthy men the Muse forbids to die:The Muse men blesseth with eternitie.Great-hearted Hercules is so Ioues guest,And frolicks with him at his wished feast.The two Tindarian twins, so, safely keepThe Ships, though tost in billowes of the Deep.So Mars (his temples circled with vine-bowes)Grants mens requests, and binds them to their vowes.
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