Odes 1.37

Horace’s Cleopatra ode

by Horace

One of Horace’s most famous poems, this celebrates the final victory of Octavian, the future Emperor Augustus, at the battle of Actium in 31 BCE. Neither Antony nor Cleopatra, who lost, is mentioned by name, but Cleopatra comes in for lively abuse and Antony and his supporters get a hefty sideswipe. The wording of the initial call for celebration seems contorted, but the poem was no doubt a sincere reaction to the end of a dire threat to Rome. There is a neat double meaning in the third stanza: not only was Cleopatra powerless (impotens)to achieve her aims, she was also out of her mind (impotens)to try. The mood changes abruptly at the end as bile against Cleopatra gives way to grudging respect for her courage.

The opening is a direct echo of a celebration poem written five hundred years earlier by Alcaeus, one of Horace’s Greek idols, and the poem uses the same metre. The Salians were priests of Mars and were known for a jumping dance, so they fit well both with the warlike subject and the dancing rhythm of the poem. Caecuban and Mareotic are wines: Mareotic was from Egypt, so the vines saw a lot of sun and the wine would have been especially alcoholic. the Liburni were a detachment of Octavian’s naval forces with a reputation for speed and deadliness.

Metre: Alcaic

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Nunc est bibendum, nuc pede libero
pulsanda tellus, nunc Saliaribus
ornare pulvinar deorum
tempus erat dapibus, sodales.

antehac nefas depromere Caecubum
cellis avitis, dum Capitolio
regina dementes ruinas
funus et imperio parabat

contaminato cum grege turpium
morbo virorum, quidlibet impotens
sperare fortunaque dulci
ebria. Sed minuit furorem

vix una sospes navis ab ignibus
mentemque lymphatam Mareotico
redegit in veros timores
Caesar, ab Italia volantem

remis adurgens, accipiter velut
molles columbas aut leporem citus
venator in campis nivalis
Haemoniae, daret ut catenis

fatale monstrum. Quae generosius
perire quaerens nec muliebriter
expavit ensem nec latentes
classe cita reparavit oras.

ausa et iacentem visere regiam
voltu sereno, fortis et asperas
tractare serpentis, ut atrum
corpore combiberet venenum,

deliberata morte ferocior;
saevis Liburnis scilicet invidens
privata deduci superbo
non humilis mulier triumpho.

Now is the time to drink, without restraint
to beat the ground with dancing feet, now the time
to dress the couches of the Gods
with Salian banquets, my friends!

to bring out Caecuban from our grandfathers’ bins
till now would have been a crime, while
a queen was plotting insane disaster
for the Capitol and destruction for the City’s power

with her tainted crowd of followers hideous
with disease, ready to hope, vainly, for anything
and drunk with good fortune.
But she was less inclined

to rage when barely a single ship escaped the fires
and Caesar brought back her mind, drunk
with Mareotic wine, to a fearful reality
as she fled from Italy,

pressing her close with his oars, as the hawk does
helpless doves or the swift hunter the hare
in the fields of snowbound
Thessaly, to put the deadly monster

in chains. But she, seeking a nobler death,
did not flinch at the sword
like a woman, and sought no hidden shores
with her swift fleet to regroup.

She dared endure the sight of her realm in ruins,
her face serenely calm, and had the strength
to handle stinging serpents to absorb
their black venom into her body,

fiercer as she resolved to die; no wonder
she begrudged the fierce Liburnian sailors,
and was no woman to be deposed and humbly led
in splendid triumph.

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More Poems by Horace

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