Odes 2.6

Tibur or Tarentum: a poet’s dilemma?

by Horace

This sweet poem contains some puzzles. Is Horace’s home in Tibur the same as his Sabine farm, or a separate dwelling, or imaginary, as scholars variously argue? Does Septimius, the dedicatee of the poem, have a special association with Tibur, and what does he or Horace specially have to do with Tarentum? (Horace refers to the tradition that the two places were founded by Greek colonists.) If the fates prevent Horace from living at Tibur, which is not all that far beyond Rome’s suburbs, how will he make it to Tarentum, in the deep south of Italy? Commentators can only speculate. What we can more confidently appreciate is the warmth of the friendship between the two men, which is clear at the beginning and end, and Horace’s description of the beauty of the two locations.

The address to a friend prepared to go anywhere with the poet, and praise of the beauty of a particular location, are both stock poetic themes.

In a later poem (Epode 1.9) Horace recommends Septimius to the future Emperor Tiberius, and the ancient “Life” of Horace says that he was a friend of both Horace and Augustus, but, beyond that, nothing much is known about him.

Falernian, from Campania was regarded by Romans as the finest wine; Venafrum, further north, was famous for olives, and Hymettus, in Attica, famous for honey. The metre is Sapphic.

Many thanks to Tony Sillem for the fine translation of this charmingly mysterious ode.

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Septimi, Gadis aditure mecum et
Cantabrum indoctum iuga ferre nostra et
barbaras Syrtis, ubi Maura semper
aestuat unda,

Tibur Argeo positum colono
sit meae sedes utinam senectae,
sit modus lasso maris et viarum
militiaeque.

Unde si Parcae prohibent iniquae,
dulce pellitis ovibus Galaesi
flumen et regnata petam Laconi
rura Phalantho.

ille terrarum mihi praeter omnis
angulus ridet, ubi non Hymetto
mella decedunt viridique certat
baca Venafro,

ver ubi longum tepidasque praebet
Iuppiter brumas et amicus Aulon
fertili Baccho minimum Falernis
invidet uvis.

ille te mecum locus et beatae
postulant arces; ibi tu calentem
debita sparges lacrima favillam
vatis amici.

Septimius, you are happy to go with me to Cadiz,
to the Cantabrian tribes still free from Rome’s yoke, or
to the wild North African sand-banks, where
the Moorish wave forever heaves.

But I would wish to end my days at Tibur,
home to the Argive Settlers: that will be my retreat
when I am tired of wandering and warfare, when I have
seen my last Ocean view.

And if the adverse fates should bar that road, then I will
go in search of the river Galaesus,
kind to its skin-clad sheep, and the fields once ruled by
Spartan Phalanthus.

That quiet corner of the world still smiles for me
above all others, Hymettus has not such honey,
nor will you find the same richness of olives
in green Venafrum.

There mild midwinters and an early spring
are Jupiter’s gift, there Tarentine Aulon, dear to
fertile Bacchus, can find no cause to envy
The Falernian vineyards.

That is the place, that high, abundant land
calls to us, Septimius, and there you will one day
shed a tear on the still-warm ashes
of your poet friend.

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More Poems by Horace

  1. A divine inspiration
  2. A day off for rain
  3. The tug-of-war for Nearchus
  4. The victories of Drusus and Tiberius
  5. The Golden Mean
  6. Jupiter’s authority, and Caesar’s
  7. A country sacrifice
  8. Love a slave-girl? Oh, Xanthias!
  9. A plea for burial
  10. The pleasures and dangers of wine
  11. Lovely mother, lovelier daughter
  12. Locked out
  13. Caesar’s safe return
  14. Unrequited love
  15. Diffugere nives
  16. Last love
  17. A Farewell to arms
  18. Europa’s lament
  19. Poetry, the giver of immortality
  20. Nereus prophesies the Trojan War
  21. Diana and Apollo: a hymn
  22. Leave the cares of state, Maecenas
  23. Here’s to Murena!
  24. A change of mind
  25. A call for a moral renaissance
  26. Give me comfort, not riches
  27. Poscimur
  28. A tactful compliment
  29. Pyrrha
  30. An oath to Maecenas
  31. Relief from care
  32. Romulus becomes a God
  33. A prayer to Mercury
  34. Jealousy
  35. Numida’s back
  36. Augustus, master of the world
  37. Some advice for Dellius
  38. Lydia’s tragedy
  39. Valgius and Mystes
  40. Carpe diem, Sestius
  41. Pindar and Augustus
  42. Fortuna
  43. Horace, the wolf and the upright life
  44. Gathering rosebuds: carpe diem
  45. The final ode
  46. Curse you, tree!
  47. Housman and Horace
  48. Horace, accepted bard of Rome
  49. A prayer to Faunus
  50. Lyce grows old
  51. Pollio’s histories of civil war
  52. Augustus returns
  53. Horace’s monument
  54. Horace’s limitations
  55. The fleeting years slip by
  56. Horace the swan
  57. A dedication to Diana
  58. Horace returns to lyric poetry
  59. What Roman youth should be
  60. Horace’s Cleopatra ode
  61. The lust for money versus the simple life
  62. Don’t worry, be happy
  63. The country is best
  64. Postumus, the years slip by
  65. A prayer to Venus
  66. Iccius goes soldiering
  67. Horace the peacemaker
  68. An invitation to Maecenas
  69. Horace’s Chloe
  70. O Fons Bandusiae
  71. Roman values for the new age
  72. Horace rests from his labours
  73. A Prayer to the poetry-God
  74. Rome: disaster and salvation
  75. Gyges’s constancy
  76. Horace’s prayer to a wine-jar
  77. Stormy seas
  78. Romulus in Heaven
  79. Wealth should be used, not hoarded
  80. An invocation to the lyre
  81. Be your age, Chloris!
  82. Lalage is too young
  83. Neobule
  84. Celebrating Neptune’s feast day
  85. Horace’s fame and Apollo’s gift
  86. Luxury versus the simple life
  87. The consolations of wine
  88. Horace’s first Ode
  89. Horace’s reverence to Bacchus
  90. Mourning for a good man
  91. Late stirrings
  92. Glycera
  93. New temples, new morals
  94. Horace’s wine
  95. Love lost and found
  96. Awe for the Gods
  97. Courage and decadence: the Regulus ode
  98. Licymnia
  99. Horace welcomes his army comrade
  100. Soracte
  101. Don’t trust Barine
  102. A garland from the Muses

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