Odes 3.2

What Roman youth should be

by Horace

Although it contains probably Horace’s most quoted line, this is quite a hard poem to follow. The first half is plain enough: as the Emperor Augustus has been advocating, young Romans should toughen up and soldier hard. The women watching the Roman fight from the city walls echo women watching heroes from the walls of Troy in Homer. Parthians had been a prospective enemy since inflicting a military disaster on Rome some years previously.

The focus shifting to Virtue and its independence from electoral opinion looks both like a compliment to Augustus, whose power comes, not from voters, but from his generally unquestioned acceptance as Rome’s first citizen, and like a criticism of the political class who have prevented some of the moral reforms that Augustus championed from being carried through. The passage towards the end about silence and the mystery cult of Ceres/Demeter is hard to interpret with certainty. Silence may be a proxy for doing what you are told (presumably by Augustus) without complaining, there may be reference to topical events that we do not understand, or the form of the poem may follow a lost Greek model – editors point out echoes of Simonides, a lyric poet of the sixth century BCE.

See Wilfred Owen’s first World War poem putting a quite different slant on “dulce et decorum est pro patria mori” here.

See the illustrated blog post here.

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Angustam amice pauperiem pati
robustus acri militia puer
condiscat et Parthos ferocis
vexet eques metuendus hasta

vitamque sub divo et trepidis agat
in rebus. illum ex moenibus hosticis
matrona bellantis tyranni
prospiciens et adulta virgo

suspiret “eheu”, ne rudis agminum
sponsus lacessat regius asperum
tactu leonem, quem cruenta
per medias rapit ira caedes.

dulce et decorum est pro patria mori:
mors et fugacem persequitur virum
nec parcit inbellis iuventae
poplitibus timidoque tergo.

Virtus, repulsae nescia sordidae,
intaminatis fulget honoribus
nec sumit aut ponit securis
arbitrio popularis aurae.

Virtus, recludens inmeritis mori
caelum, negata temptat iter via
coetusque volgaris et udam
spernit humum fugiente penna.

est et fideli tuta silentio
merces: vetabo, qui Cereris sacrum
volgarit arcanae, sub isdem
sit trabibus fragilemque mecum

solvat phaselon; saepe Diespiter
neglectus incesto addidit integrum,
raro antecedentem scelestum
deseruit pede Poena claudo.

As hard as oak, let our young Roman learn well through bitter soldiering to bear with deprivation; a terror on horseback, let him harry the fierce Parthians with his spear and live his life under open sky and dangerous fortunes. Looking out on him from the enemy’s walls, let the warring tyrant’s lady and the budding girl sigh, “Ah”, fearing that her royal bridegroom, new as he is to the battle-lines, might anger that raging lion by his touch, as his bloody wrath drives him through the thickest of the slaughter! It is a sweet and fitting thing to die for your country: death pursues the man who runs as well as the one who stands, and does not spare him because his knees are shaking or he has turned his back in fear.

Virtue knows nothing of ignominious rejection at the polls: it shines out with unspotted honours, and does not take up or set down the fasces, insignia of office, when dictated by the breeze of popular favour. Virtue, opening the way to heaven for those who do not deserve to die, attempts a way denied to others, spurns vulgar mobs and the damp earth, taking wing to leave them. There is a sure reward as well for faithful silence: I shall not allow anyone who has revealed the sacred rites of hidden Ceres to share a roof or cast off a fragile boat with me: when slighted, Jupiter has often lumped together the innocent and the guilty man, and Retribution has rarely given up the evil-doer she pursues, lame of foot though she may be.

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More Poems by Horace

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

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