Odes 1.7

The consolations of wine

by Horace

Plancus, this ode’s dedicatee, was a political and military heavyweight whose achievements included founding the city of Lyons, a consulship and proposing the title of Augustus for Octavian. He was a supporter of Mark Antony who defected to Octavian shortly before the Battle of Actium.

Commentators have puzzled over the purpose of the poem, but a simple explanation is available. Horace prefers Tibur to the famous spots of the Greek world; Plancus is also associated with Tibur and (by implication) might wish to spend his time there, but he is a man with public responsibilities which are likely to take him away. Horace (again by implication) likens him to Teucer, a flattering comparison as Teucer was a hero who bravely bore circumstances which kept him, too, unwillingly away from his home. In the meantime, wine offers a solution, albeit a temporary one.

Teucer’s father, Telamon, exiled him from his home, Salamis, when he returned from the Trojan war without avenging his brother, Ajax, who killed himself after failing to be awarded the arms of the dead Achilles. The poplar that Teucer wears as a garland was sacred to Hercules.

The metre alternates dactylic hexameters (the six-measure metre of epic) with dactylic tetrameters (a shorter variant with four measures).

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Laudabunt alii claram Rhodon aut Mytilenen
aut Epheson bimarisve Corinthi
moenia vel Baccho Thebas vel Apolline Delphos
insignis aut Thessala Tempe;
sunt quibus unum opus est intactae Palladis urbem
carmine perpetuo celebrare et
undique decerptam fronti praeponere olivam;
plurimus in Iunonis honorem
aptum dicet equis Argos ditisque Mycenas:
me nec tam patiens Lacedaemon
nec tam Larisae percussit campus opimae
quam domus Albuneae resonantis
et praeceps Anio ac Tiburni lucus et uda
mobilibus pomaria rivis.
albus ut obscuro deterget nubila caelo
saepe Notus neque parturit imbris
perpetuos, sic tu sapiens finire memento
tristitiam vitaeque labores
molli, Plance, mero, seu te fulgentia signis
castra tenent seu densa tenebit
Tiburis umbra tui. Teucer Salamina patremque
cum fugeret, tamen uda Lyaeo
tempora populea fertur vinxisse corona
sic tristis adfatus amicos:
“quo nos cumque feret melior fortuna parente,
ibimus—o socii comitesque,
nil desperandum Teucro duce et auspice Teucro:
certus enim promisit Apollo
ambiguam tellure nova Salamina futuram.
o fortes peioraque passi
mecum saepe viri, nunc vino pellite curas;
cras ingens iterabimus aequor.”

Others will praise famous Rhodes or Mytilene or Ephesus, or the walls of Corinth on her two seas, Thebes or Delphos famous for Bacchus and Apollo, or Thessaly’s Tempe; there are some whose only occupation is to celebrate the city of virgin Pallas with perpetual song and place olive, gathered from all around, on their brow; some in the greatest numbers will tell in Juno’s honour of Argos, so fit for horses, and wealthy Mycenae: but on me, neither hardy Sparta nor the farmland of Larisa, fertile as she is, makes such an impression on me as the grotto of Albunea’s echoing [oracle], the river Anio plunging down, the groves of Tibur and her orchards watered by the branchings of the river. As the south wind may often blow clear and drive clouds away from a lowering sky, and does not always give birth to rains, so you, if you are wise, Plancus, remember to put an end to sadness and the trials of life with the gentleness of wine, whether it is the camp,  gleaming with its standards, that holds you, or the deep shade of your native Tibur. Even when he was leaving Salamis and his father for exile, they say that Teucer bound his temples, fuddled with wine, with a crown of poplar, and said to his unhappy friends: “Wherever fortune, kinder than a father, may take us, we shall go – friends and comrades, there is no call for despair when Teucer is your leader and Teucer your protector: Apollo was clear when he promised that there would be a second Salamis in a new land. Men, you are hardy, and have often gone through worse with me: for now drive away your cares with wine – we will brave the mighty sea again tomorrow.”

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More Poems by Horace

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