Odes Book 1.34

Awe for the Gods

by Horace

This intriguing little poem could not be further away from many of Horace’s usual themes such as the grandeur of Augustus and Rome, the elegant and learned reworking of a literary theme or the pleasures of company, food, drink and love. Here it seems more than usually possible that something uncanny – thunder from a clear sky – has prompted a strong personal response. Horace does sometimes seem to have such impulses towards piety, for example when he escapes unharmed from a meeting with a wolf in Ode 1.23, and when he seems to have a vision of the God Bacchus in Ode 2.19.

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Parcus deorum cultor et infrequens,
insanientis dum sapientiae
consultus erro, nunc retrorsum
vela dare atque iterare cursus

cogor relictos: namque Diespiter
igni corusco nubila dividens
plerumque, per purum tonantis
egit equos volucremque currum,

quo bruta tellus et vaga flumina,
quo Styx et invisi horrida Taenari
sedes Atlanteusque finis
concutitur. Valet ima summis

mutare et insignem attenuat deus,
obscura promens; hinc apicem rapax
Fortuna cum stridore acuto
sustulit, hic posuisse gaudet.              

This very moment, as I’m drifting, a grudging and occasional worshipper of the Gods and a follower of a senseless philosophy, I’m compelled to set sail back for where I’ve come from, and plot a course that I had already left behind me. Because Jupiter the Ancient of Days, who usually cleaves a cloudy sky with his lightning flash, has driven his swift chariot and horses of thunder across a clear one, fit to shake the mass of the earth and the flow of the rivers, the Styx, the dread hell-gate at Taenarus, Atlas the boundary of the world, all of them right to their foundations. He is God, who has the power to change the places of what is highest and lowest, who eclipses the famous and brings forward what is obscure, while greedy Fortune has picked the crown from off the head of one man, and revelled in putting it on another.

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More Poems by Horace

  1. Horace the peacemaker
  2. Postumus, the years slip by
  3. Curse you, tree!
  4. Don’t worry, be happy
  5. Horace’s reverence to Bacchus
  6. Horace, the wolf and the upright life
  7. Lydia’s tragedy
  8. Glycera
  9. Jealousy
  10. Wealth should be used, not hoarded
  11. Numida’s back
  12. A Prayer to the poetry-God
  13. A prayer to Venus
  14. O Fons Bandusiae
  15. A plea for burial
  16. A change of mind
  17. Mourning for a good man
  18. Horace’s first Ode
  19. Diana and Apollo: a hymn
  20. A garland from the Muses
  21. Poscimur
  22. Pollio’s histories of civil war
  23. Horace’s limitations
  24. Horace welcomes his army comrade
  25. Lalage is too young
  26. Nereus prophesies the Trojan War
  27. Horace’s prayer to a wine-jar
  28. Pindar and Augustus
  29. The pleasures and dangers of wine
  30. Horace’s Cleopatra ode
  31. The Golden Mean
  32. Iccius goes soldiering
  33. The fleeting years slip by
  34. Some advice for Dellius
  35. Soracte
  36. What Roman youth should be
  37. Horace returns to lyric poetry
  38. A prayer to Mercury
  39. Stormy seas
  40. Courage and decadence: the Regulus ode
  41. Fortuna
  42. Horace the swan
  43. Lovely mother, lovelier daughter
  44. Housman and Horace
  45. The consolations of wine
  46. Horace rests from his labours
  47. Horace’s Chloe
  48. Horace’s monument
  49. Horace’s wine
  50. An invitation to Maecenas
  51. Unrequited love
  52. Love a slave-girl? Oh, Xanthias!
  53. A Farewell to arms
  54. Celebrating Neptune’s feast day
  55. Pyrrha
  56. The tug-of-war for Nearchus
  57. Roman values for the new age
  58. Licymnia
  59. Luxury versus the simple life
  60. Here’s to Murena!
  61. An oath to Maecenas
  62. Relief from care
  63. Carpe diem, Sestius
  64. Augustus, master of the world
  65. The final ode
  66. The country is best
  67. Diffugere nives
  68. Tibur or Tarentum: a poet’s dilemma?
  69. Rome: disaster and salvation
  70. Give me comfort, not riches
  71. Last love
  72. Gathering rosebuds: carpe diem
  73. Valgius and Mystes
  74. Don’t trust Barine