Living
Odes 1.38 (Gladstone): Persicos Odi
Translated by W. E. Gladstone (1894) · From Odes, Book I
Living
Off with Persian gear, I hate it,
Hate the wreaths with limebark bound.
Care not where the latest roses
Linger on the ground:
Bring me myrtle, nought but myrtle!
Myrtle, boy, will well combine
Thee attending, me carousing,
'Neath the trellised vine.
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MLA
Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus). “Odes 1.38 (Gladstone): Persicos Odi.” Translated by W. E. Gladstone. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/horace/382/.
Chicago
Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus). “Odes 1.38 (Gladstone): Persicos Odi.” Translated by W. E. Gladstone. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/horace/382/.
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