Odes 1.6

Horace’s limitations

by Horace

In this ode, addressed to Augustus’s greatest military commander, my namesake Marcus Agrippa, Horace excuses himself from writing about Agrippa’s and the emperor’s wars and victories. They are subjects for epic poetry, and Varius is the poet for that: Horace just writes frivolous lyrics about love and parties.

But hang on a minute – four of the five stanzas in this little poem turn out to be about precisely those epic themes that Horace says he is not up to. He finds neat Latin ways to quote “the wrath of Achilles” and the “Odysseus the deceiver” from the openings of the Iliad and the Odyssey. He doffs his hat, not only to famous motifs and incidents like these, and Diomedes managing to wound gods in battle in Iliad Book 5, but also to a much less well-known character from Homer, the Cretan warrior Meriones. He is far from a major character in the Iliad, but he keeps cropping up – volunteering for a dangerous mission here, slaying a Trojan there, helping to cope with the aftermath of Patroclus’s death at Hector’s hands, making a mess of a chariot race in the funeral games but winning the archery contest. In fact, Horace seems to be using Meriones to make it quite clear that he knows a lot more than most about epic, and when he says at the end that he is “no more than usually frivolous,” he has in fact just been showing us that he is not really frivolous at all.

Add the fact that Horace has included gracefully-turned compliments to Varius the poet, Agrippa the general and Augustus himself, and it is clear that this deceptively simple little poem is tightly packed with subtlety, skill and meaning.

The metre is second Asclepiad – three standard, twelve-syllable, asclepiadic lines followed by one eight-syllable (“glyconic”) variant.

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Scriberis Vario fortis et hostium
victor Maeonii carminis alite,
quam rem cumque ferox navibus aut equis
miles te duce gesserit.

nos, Agrippa, neque haec dicere nec gravem
Pelidae stomachum cedere nescii
nec cursus duplicis per mare Ulixei
nec saevam Pelopis domum

conamur, tenues grandia, dum pudor
inbellisque lyrae Musa potens vetat
laudes egregii Caesaris et tuas
culpa deterere ingeni.

quis Martem tunica tectum adamantina
digne scripserit aut pulvere Troico
nigrum Merionen aut ope Palladis
Tydiden superis parem?

nos convivia, nos proelia virginum
sectis in iuvenes unguibus acrium
cantamus, vacui sive quid urimur,
non praeter solitum leves.

Surely Varius will be the one to set you down in verse, strong and victorious over our enemies, Agrippa – he is a bird of Homeric song – and all that your plucky sailors and cavalrymen have done under your command. Me? I am a trifler, and don’t venture on great themes like these – the wrath of Achilles, Peleus’ son, who would never yield, or the voyages that Ulysses the deceiver sailed across the ocean, or Pelops’s house of pain, as awareness of my limitations, and the Muse who rules our unwarlike lyre, warn me not to risk damage to the praises of matchless Augustus, and your own, by the failings of my imagination. Who will do justice in words to Mars, snug in his adamantine tunic, or Meriones, black with the dust of Troy, or Diomedes, who with Minerva’s help could face up to the Gods on equal terms? Us? what do we write about? Parties, and the battles that warlike girls fight with their manicured nails against the boys. We do it, maybe out of idleness, maybe because someone has taken our fancy: we, after all – but no more than is our wont – are the frivolous ones.

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More Poems by Horace

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