Odes 2.16

Relief from care

by Horace

Living simply, and cultivating a dispassionate acceptance of the vagaries of life, advocated here by Horace to his rich friend Grosphus, were precepts both of Stoic and of Epicurean philosophy. Tithonus was a mortal beloved for whom Eos, Goddess of the dawn, obtained immortality but forgot to ask also for eternal youth. There is a pun at the end: the Fate is “truthful” because her name (“Parca”) carries overtones of “sparing”, in the sense of “not lavish”.

Until the conclusion, the main contrast that Horace seems to be making is between wealth and luxury (which can’t give freedom from anxiety), and philosophy and a resignation to the simple life (which come closer to doing so). In the final stanza, however, he ends on a different contrast, between material wealth on the one hand and his poetic talent on the other. This can be seen as picking up Horace’s earlier point that time may grant him something that is denied to the wealthy Grosphus, and the implication is that it is no less valuable and enviable than a rich man’s possessions.

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Otium divos rogat in patenti
prensus Aegaeo, simul atra nubes
condidit lunam neque certa fulgent
sidera nautis,

otium bello furiosa Thrace,
otium Medi pharetra decori,
Grosphe, non gemmis neque purpura ve-
nale nec auro.

non enim gazae neque consularis
summovet lictor miseros tumultus
mentis et curas laqueata circum
tecta volantis.

vivitur parvo bene cui paternum
splendet in mensa tenui salinum
nec levis somnos timor aut cupido
sordidus aufert.

quid brevi fortes iaculamur aevo
multa? quid terras alio calentis
sole mutamus? patriae quis exsul
se quoque fugit?

scandit aeratas vitiosa navis
Cura nec turmas equitum relinquit
ocior cervis et agente nimbos
ocior Euro.

laetus in praesens animus quod ultra est
oderit curare et amara lento
temperet risu: nihil est ab omni
parte beatum.

abstulit clarum cita mors Achillem,
longa Tithonum minuit senectus
et mihi forsan tibi quod negarit
porriget hora.

te greges centum Siculaeque circum
mugiunt vaccae, tibi tollit hinnitum
apta quadrigis equa, te bis Afro
murice tinctae

vestiunt lanae: mihi parva rura et
spiritum Graiae tenuem Camenae
Parca non mendax dedit et malignum
spernere volgus.

Relief is what a man asks the gods for, caught out on the open Aegean, as soon as the black cloud has hidden the moon and the stars cannot be clearly seen by the sailors; raging Thrace asks for relief in wartime, the Parthians with their ornamented quivers ask for relief, Grosphus, which is not for sale for gems, purple or gold. For neither treasures nor the Consul’s lictor can clear away the distress of riots in the mind and the cares that flit even around coffered ceilings. A man lives well on little, if his father’s silver salt dish shines out on his frugal table, and neither fear nor squalid greed takes his easy sleep away. Why be constantly tossed about, when life is short and we are strong? Why change our own countries for ones warmed by another sun? What exile from his homeland escapes himself as well? Ill-boding Care, swifter than stags, and swifter than the east-wind when it drives the clouds, boards brass-beaked warships, and does not leave the horsemen in their troops untouched. A spirit which is happy in the present will disdain to worry over what lies beyond, and temper bitter experience with an easy smile: nothing is good in every respect. Speedy death bore off renowned Achilles and an endless old age shrank Tithonus down, and what time refuses to you, it may grant to me. Around your home a hundred herds and your Sicilian cows are lowing; for you, your mares are whinnying, yoked to four-horse chariots, you are clothed in woollen cloth, doubly dyed in African purple: me, a truthful Fate endowed with a little land, the elegant inspiration of the Grecian Muse and a contempt for the jealousy of the mob.

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More Poems by Horace

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