Odes 1.8

A Farewell to arms

by Horace

Horace humorously scolds a young man whose love-life is distracting him from the soldierly pursuits on which he should be spending his time – a type known in comedy, the commentators tell us. (His name, Sybaris, is also that of a town proverbial for the softness and love of luxury of its inhabitants). There is no doubt about who is really being criticised, though Horace tactfully addresses his complaints to the young man’s girlfriend, rather than to Sybaris in person.

Thetis’s son, who is referred to at the end, was Achilles. According to myth, his mother dressed him in girl’s clothing and hid him among the daughters of King Lycomedes of Scyros in an attempt to prevent him from fighting in the Trojan war.

The unusual metre is greater Sapphics.

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Lydia, dic per omnis
te deos oro, Sybarin cur properes amando
perdere, cur apricum
oderit campum patiens pulveris atque solis,
cur neque militaris
inter aequalis equitet, Gallica nec lupatis
temperet ora frenis?
cur timet flavum Tiberim tangere? cur olivum
sanguine viperino
cautius vitat neque iam livida gestat armis
bracchia saepe disco,
saepe trans finem iaculo nobilis expedito?
quid latet, ut marinae
filium dicunt Thetidis sub lacrimosa Troiae
funera, ne virilis
cultus in caedem et Lycias proriperet catervas?

Lydia, by all the Gods I beg you, tell me, why you are intent on ruining Sybaris by your love, why he shuns the heat of the Campus Martius, though he is well able to bear dust and sun, why does he neither ride amongst his soldierly companions, nor control the mouth of his Gallic warhorse with its fretted bit? Why is he disinclined for the touch of yellow Tiber? Why does he avoid oil and exercise more warily than serpent’s blood, and no longer has his arms bruised by his armour, a man who has been outstanding at casting beyond the mark with the discus or javelin? Why is he lying low, as they say the son of sea-born Thetis did just before the sad destruction if Troy, for fear that manly dress should fling him among slaughter and the Lycian troops?

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More Poems by Horace

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