Living
Odes 1.23 (Gladstone): Vitas Hinnuleo
Translated by W. E. Gladstone (1894) · From Odes, Book I
Chloe flies me, as young deer
Track the dam along the hill,
Not without an idle fear
Lest the wood, the wind, may kill.
Chloe! if the spring be born,
If its breeze just move the trees,
If green lizards stir the thorn,
Tremble, heart, and tremble, knees.
No Gaetulian lion I,
I no tigress at thy back:
Ripe for mates, no more be shy,
Tread no more thy mother's track.
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MLA
Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus). “Odes 1.23 (Gladstone): Vitas Hinnuleo.” Translated by W. E. Gladstone. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/horace/367/.
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Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus). “Odes 1.23 (Gladstone): Vitas Hinnuleo.” Translated by W. E. Gladstone. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/horace/367/.
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