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