Ode 1.14

Stormy seas

by Horace

What is this poem about? The image of the ship is surely not to be taken literally, so what does it stand for: the ship of state, as in so many poems, ancient and modern? But the generally accepted date of appearance of the first three books of Horace’s Odes is 24 or 23 BCE, by which time civil wars were over and the Emperor Augustus had Rome and its possessions firmly under his control, so implying that they were at risk might seem rather tactless. There have been various suggestions, including that the ship is either Horace’s poetic talent, or a love affair going through a stormy phase. The answer is that we don’t know, but the most likely solution is surely that this is a “ship-of-State” poem written in earlier and more dangerous times, before the turning point of Octavian/Augustus’s victory at the Battle of Actium in 30 BCE, and the deaths of Mark Antony and Cleopatra which followed. Perhaps Horace made this clear in the way he presented his new Odes to his public, or perhaps members of his audience were more likely than we might imagine to recognise that this was a historical reference and not a contemporary one. Whatever the truth may be, the poem is certainly a rousing performance: the language is rousing and vivid, often spilling over the line-breaks, and this and Horace’s artful use of metre carry the sense along in imitation of the rolling of the storm, with three long syllables at the start of each line evoking the swell of a pounding sea.
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Metre: third Asclepiad.

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O navis, referent in mare te novi
fluctus. o quid agis? fortiter occupa
portum. nonne vides, ut
nudum remigio latus

et malus celeri saucius Africo
antemnaeque gemant ac sine funibus
vix durare carinae
possint imperiosius

aequor? non tibi sunt integra lintea,
non di, quos iterum pressa voces malo.
quamvis Pontica pinus,
silvae filia nobilis,

iactes et genus et nomen inutile:
nil pictis timidus navita puppibus
fidit. tu, nisi ventis
debes ludibrium, cave.

nuper sollicitum quae mihi taedium,
nunc desiderium curaque non levis,
interfusa nitentis
vites aequora Cycladas.

O Ship, fresh waves are bearing you back out to sea. O, what are you doing? Make hard for port! Don’t you see that your side is bare of oars,

and your mast is cracking under the racing gale, and that unless the hulls are shored up, ships can barely withstand the swelling power

of the sea? Your sails are no longer in one piece, and the gods, call on them over and over as you may, oppressed by your misfortune, are not with you! Though you are Pontic pine, the daughter of a noble woodland,

it would do no good to boast of your origins and your name: frightened sailors put no faith in painted ships. Take good care that you do not become the plaything of the gales!

You, who before were for so long my constant worry, and now my heart’s desire and heavy care, avoid the seas that flow between the shining Cyclades!

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More Poems by Horace

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