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Odes 1.36 (Gladstone): Et Thure, Et Fidibus
Translated by W. E. Gladstone (1894) · From Odes, Book I
For Numida are incense, victim, song,
All to the good gods due,
Since, from Hispania's farthest all along,
They were his guardians true.
To many a friend he brings his dear salute,
To thee among the best;
For twin coeval boyhoods ye compute,
Coeval manhood's vest.
Kind Lamia! Prompt thy liberal jar produce.
Denote with Cretan white
This happy day, nor spurn the Salian use,
The twinkling foot's delight.
Drink like a Thracian, Damalis! but yet
Bassus will not be beat:
Bring shortlived lilies, longlived parsley get,
And roses for the treat.
All will make melting eyes on Damalis:
But none her hand can grasp;
She keeps herself for her new lover's bliss,
More fond than ivy's clasp.
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MLA
Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus). “Odes 1.36 (Gladstone): Et Thure, Et Fidibus.” Translated by W. E. Gladstone. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/horace/380/.
Chicago
Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus). “Odes 1.36 (Gladstone): Et Thure, Et Fidibus.” Translated by W. E. Gladstone. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/horace/380/.
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